4★
Ooooo sometimes I just wanted to shake these people and say WAKE UP! A youngish couple with twin three-year old daughters are living in Devon -"ninety-five minutes to Grand Central. A former mill town, now an exurb, as their real estate agent put it. "
The action in the story takes place over the course of a single day, but the flashbacks and memories are what gradually let us see how they got into a situation between a rock and a hard place.
Tom and Helen. Both had good jobs in the city, Helen wanted a baby, Tom wanted Helen to be happy .
Tom edits science stories for the wire services and is hoping to hang onto his job as staff are being shed around him. He was good mates with his gorgeous boss, and she seemed keen to keep him around. Meanwhile, Helen is a graphic designer, but as her work was disappearing, her boss suggested she could freelance for him from home – the new home, that is.
So that’s where we find them, in the not-very-flash, paid-too-much-for-it house which is a long commute to the city for Tom. It’s also a can’t-afford-the-mortgage-now home, and the twins take up time, effort and whatever modicum of energy is left after all the other stress. Helen wanted a real house in a town to remind her of how she grew up. Tom starts missing his own youth.
Next door, Tom sees
“the old Chevy Nova that belonged to Nick’s girlfriend. There was a crumpled takout bag in the passenger seat and a pack of cigarettes on the dashboard.
Tom had once had a ’73 Nova. He’d loved that car.
Of course, that was a lifetime ago. He unlocked the secondhand Ford Taurus wagon he’d bought when they moved out here. The girls climbed into the back. As he buckled them into their car seats, he gave them his brightest, most enthusiastic smile.”
He’s struggling, slips, struggles some more. He gets himself so tangled up that it’s hard to see what might happen next.
“At times it seemed like he spent his days moving along a grid, trying to stay inside the lines as best as he could, determined not to mess up, not to let anyone down.”
Meanwhile, Helen is juggling work (pretty much 24/7 from home), bills, maxed-out credit cards, pre-school, household, and Tom keeps crazy hours. She looks next door, too, wanting to confide in the older musician next door who seems to understand her, and his son, whose girlfriend, the Nova driver, supplies Helen with a bit of babysitting and the occasional therapeutic smoke. She misses her youth, too.
Both Tom and Helen hanker for freedom (but adore their kids, of course). Helen runs to burn off her frustration, but it’s building up.
“Some days the smallest incidents would trigger a burning in her stomach. It was like she’d waited her whole life to get angry.”
She has an uncomfortable confrontation with a pair of teen-aged girls at the park with her kids, and it scares her. There are streets she won’t run on. She’s not feeling safe now in the house they can’t afford.
“Her body seemed to ache in recognition of what was becoming impossible to ignore. She was losing control. Making bad decisions. All that slow-burning anger she’d felt these last few years was finally coming to a boil.”
A good read. Thanks to NetGalley and Grand Central Publishing for the review copy from which I’ve quoted, so quotes may change.