As a young man, Dr. Nathan Kline enjoys excellent health, good looks, and a prestigious Park Avenue ophthalmology practice. He is also blessed with a gorgeous young wife, abundant friends, and two infant daughters who adore him. But whoever appreciates what comes so easily? “We take notice of our lives only when something is amiss, when the engine falters and something is found wanting.”
This book is well written and some touchy subject matters were deftly handled. But mostly it’s about the behavior of those whose profession and prominence in society, it’s assumed, would influence some kind of respectable in their personal lives. It’s about how the gods that culture worships have feet of clay. How these “respectable “ people have no moral compass. This book was published in 1997, yet is very relevant in today’s world, in 2024 when I’ve read it. Cultural expectations play into this story a lot. Sexual identity. Women in the priesthood. Marriage vows. A short story with a lot of punch. The protagonist is not a likable person and we don’t have to look far to identify someone we know who’s just like him. What a pity. I’m just relieved that he got his just deserves in the end.