Favorite Quotes:
“It’s a trick I learned from my mother – when in doubt, act like you know what you’re doing, and you’ll be treated like you do. And if you can convince others, there’s a chance that someday you might just be able to convince yourself.”
“I used to wonder what it felt like to waste something; as a child I couldn’t imagine anything more delicious or sinful than the extravagance of throwing things away. I’ve wasted a few things since then; it’s not as liberating as I imagined.”
“Almost everywhere else, time was an enemy; the thief that rendered food rotten, dulled the bloom of youth, made fashions passé. But here it was the precious ingredient that transformed an ordinary object into a valuable artifact – from paintings to thimbles. I’d never been around such extraordinary things.”
“I was unused to praise, wary of it, especially from her. It often proved only the harbinger of some future disappointment gathering on the horizon.”
“He made a girl feel like she was a diamond and he the gold setting, designed to show her off.”
“If you want to know why you drank too much in the first place, try stopping.”
“I thought about the ring, how untouched it was by everything that had happened around it and would happen… Selena was right. It would journey from hand to hand, continent to continent, decade to decade – a time traveler made of agate and gold. We were the fragile ones. The ones who, like Mr. Tresalion’s salvaged objects, needed to be rescued, reimagined, restored.”
My Review:
I seldom read historical novels as I typically become too annoyed and antagonized by how the women were treated to properly enjoy the story. However, despite the limitations the women in this story were constricted by in 1932 Boston, I could not put this book down. The characters and issues they faced continue to be relevant and real, despite the year or era. Kathleen Tessaro is a gifted writer who adroitly captured and depicted May’s frustration, desperation, and exasperation with her lot in life, while also painting a vivid and fascinating account of the world spinning around her.
Ms. Tessaro’s characters were deeply flawed, smart, witty, feisty, selfish, likable, alluring, seductive, and well drawn. Her writing was crisp, well paced, keenly observant, and acutely insightful. I saw myself so clearly in these pages and instantly bonded to the character of May/Maeve, as we share many similarities. I had also yearned throughout my youth to flee and reinvent myself away from the rigidity of family, and I would swear the author based May’s iron fisted, judgmental, critical, controlling, stingy, stubborn, penny-pinching mother – whom she absolutely ached to rebel against… on a matriarch who shares my DNA. While I am not saying I have never made a misstep, May was the mistress of bad decisions and poor choices. Poor May, when she failed on her own and found herself returning to her mother’s apartment a broke and broken adult, she continued her attempts at rebellion in a self-destructive manner. Yet she had moxie, and I adored her, and I am deeply enamored with Kathleen Tessaro.