Two Weeks gets two stars for its two dimensional portrayal of a multifaceted issue. The novel centers around one question: If you’d been a senior in college when you got pregnant...what would you have done?” It presents a binary perspective setting up abortion as the evil beast versus pro-life as the valiant prince. It is a saccharine sweet Christian fiction fairy tale, in which the dialogue between characters consists of, “Every have one of those days? Where everything goes right?” “You know, baby, that’s what I love about you. You don’t know how to have a bad day.” Consistent with its genre, Two Weeks reinforces the fundamentalist misogynistic notion of female subordination, damsel in distress, incomplete and in need of a male savior, preferably in the form of a chaste husband.
In this novel that character is 18 year old, high school senior Cole Baxter (Prince) on a quest to rescue damsel in distress Elise Walker (self-condemned bad girl determined to mend her “wild ways” and return to good girl status). Unfortunately, this modern day Belle is impregnated by a high school rebel (aka Beast). He had always pictured marrying a “good girl from a good family.” “He saw her pretty face and waves of hair, and how she looked like a Disney princess in need of a prince. A rescue. That could be him, right?...His dad had stepped in and saved the day for his mother...He and Elise could get married and he would be the father her tiny baby needed...And that was when another thought hit him...He not only liked Elise Walker. He loved her.”
The distorted epiphany that equates love with “a rescue,” a legacy of men “stepping in and saving the day” for women, marriage and parenthood is disturbing. Is love not a reciprocal relationship between two equal partners? Are marriage and motherhood necessary to fulfill our identity as human beings and/or Christ followers? In her novel Two Weeks, Kingsbury underscores these assumptions as truths.
Ironically, it is Cole’s mother, who interrogates these notions as unhealthy. “Ashley ignored Cole’s statement about Belle. She had heard him make the comparison more than once. How Elise looked like the Disney princess. It was true, Elise was beautiful. And yes, she favored the sweet girl who befriends a beast. But it wasn’t healthy for Cole to think this was some fantasy playing out around him.” However, she also blatantly condemns abortion, “The truth is that when a woman goes into an abortion clinic, there are two victims. One doesn’t come out. One does.” She encourages this high schooler with an unplanned pregnancy to keep the baby or if that doesn’t work out, “you could always place your child up for adoption.”
In her adoption profile, Lucy was quoted saying “she would stop working if they had a baby. She believed in being a full-time mom – at least at first. Elise smiled. That meant the baby inside her would be loved.” Because of course women that work outside the home aren’t “full time moms.” Kingsbury equates staying at home with love and, by default, any type of career outside the kitchen as substandard. So sad, single and entrepreneurial women; motherhood is not for you. Two Weeks is the archetype for the Pharisaical laws the modern day Christian subculture imposes on new believers. These implied expectations of Christian religion cull away the square peg of our unique God given gifts and dynamic desires to fit the round mold of prescribed duty.
Potential adoptive parent Lucy also communicates a judgmental, condescending, two dimensional perspective on heroin. “Lucy couldn’t fathom taking deadly drugs while pregnant....How could a woman feel her baby kicking inside her and then shoot up with heroin? As if the life and future of her child didn’t matter at all. The fact that the drug was going to cause the baby pain and harm and possible brain damage and death--of no concern to the mother...most pregnant users had probably lost the ability to make a decision for anyone but themselves. So sad. Lucy couldn’t fathom any of it.” And neither could the author. So sad.
Perhaps the most reprehensible passage in all the book is when Kingsbury explains that Theo “worked the chains on the sidelines of every home game. His way of compensating for the fact that he’d never had a son to play the game.” Here she blatantly reinforces the misogynistic and outmoded concept of the desirability of a male children over females. Untenable.
Christianity as I understand it offers a Prodigal Gospel. Biblical Christianity promotes not self-righteous and good works but redemption from sin. Biblical Christianity is not VIP only but an open invitation, “Invite some people who never get invited out, the misfits from the wrong side of the tracks. You’ll be—and experience—a blessing. They won’t be able to return the favor, but the favor will be returned—oh, how it will be returned!—at the resurrection of God’s people” (Luke 14:13-14).