Shannon
Hillsborough
A review of this — 14 weeks ago
What I like most about Perrotta’s characters is that they seem so real, so normal, flawed but basically OK. I feel like I both identify with them and I really know them, that they are my friends and neighbors. His latest novel is no exception. Set in the suburbs, it chronicles a summer in the lives of several people who aren’t quite sure how they ended up where they are, who didn’t consciously make the decisions that led them to this neighborhood, this marriage, this life. Two of the characters, Todd and Sarah, begin an affair that plays out like a high school romance, even culminating in Todd’s victory on the football field with Sarah cheering him on. But Perrotta doesn’t try to deceive us that life is this idyllic teenage fairy tale. Life is not ideal; it’s more often confusing or messy or just plain work, and we the readers are a little relieved and glad when the novel leads us, and Sarah, to this conclusion. Because that is more satisfying than the fairy tale.











