Family trauma / family drama, sibling conflicts, personality conflicts, who we love and how we love and why we love those we love, everything that goes into family dynamics. The way something you said or did or thought about doing when you were five or ten or fifteen will be held against you or used to measure the person you should have become twenty, thirty years later. Life scars. How a seemingly strongly united family can come undone so that you’re left with lives lived as individuals, connecting momentarily until some old grudge is brought up once again, and then going their separate ways, living separate lives. Still, underneath it all, there’s that pause, that “if only” so and so hadn’t done this or said that… and then, poof, it disappears and they go back to their day-to-day lives. Days filled with the ordinariness of life. Jobs. Friends. Co-workers. Groceries. Cooking. Sleep. Repeat. But those who lived with us long enough ago to see our personalities forming, have seen personalities “tried on”, discarded, as ideologies develop over the years do they know us better than others who enter our lives midway through life?
There is a bit of romance, but this novel isn’t really about romantic love. It is about love in all its many forms, regrets, guilt and forgiveness - needing forgiveness, seeking forgiveness and extending forgiveness to others.
Told from the alternating points of view of two sisters, the “practically perfect in every way” sister: “The classic, driven firstborn. A perfectionist. But also sensitive and sentimental, quirky and kind.” The other sister who has imperfections, a long history of poor decisions, a long list of failed relationships, a less lucrative career without a fancy title. “It occurs to me that as different as we are in our behavior and decisions, our most basic, knee-jerk emotional reactions to really big things are often remarkably similar. And it is in these moments that I am most grateful for my sister.”
Slowly the story unfolds, like an origami swan, until you see the way that all those dents and creases and wrinkles are what make a family, like the swan, so lovely.
“there is one constant, one thing you can always count on, that not only does love come first, but in the end, it is the only thing that remains.