Marilyn and David have what appears to everyone to be a fairytale marriage: they met when they were young, fell madly in love, and their love has persisted over their years in that affectionate, singular way that few actually are blessed to experience. In truth, they have faced the many challenges that life brings with it, and they and their marriage are not perfect. Their 4 daughters are complicated and have been so throughout their lives, bringing stress and secrets and divisions that have threatened the very fabric of what defines their family. Could it be that Marilyn and David have created a bar that is set intimidatingly high?
In its own, unique way, this narrative is quite stunning. The author entangles the reader into the lives of each character, by swinging back and forth in time, switching focus from one dysfunctional family member to the other, keeping the plot moving forward inch by inch and only very gradually, very subtly delivering its plot punches. Each comes when you least expect it, dressed as a cruel, sisterly jab, a casual observation or a final word in a chapter. Each one leaving you almost breathless.
The relationship between the two eldest sisters – Wendy and Violet, Irish twins, as they are referred to – is at the heart of the deepest conflict here. They have a love/hate relationship and stab each other with venom when they are not depending on each other for their very existences. It is a sometimes heartless and sometimes heartfelt relationship that I am not sure I would be strong enough to survive. But it also shows the most base side of what two people can feel for one another, how family can at once anchor our souls and set us aflame.
I found this novel truly compelling. I suspect you will too.
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