4.5 Stars
As this story opens, the setting is in a small town bar, The Final Final, as the post-work evening begins in this small New York town, a bar where the locals gather, socialize, maybe shoot some pool, have a drink or two. The story of this night unfolds a little at a time, with time going back and forth, and little by little the story unfolds. Emma’s story of how she came to live in this small town, her history as a child living in a wealthy area, a father that she not only adores but spends much of her life wanting to be like, to win his approval, to have the same kind of life, and how things change over time. The man she meets, and eventually falls in love with, and their story, as well. Her dreams about her future, and how her choice of living where she does is somewhat disconnected from her dreams, at least her initial ones. But there’s more. So much more.
The regulars at this bar aren’t the kind of people her father would associate with, at least not willingly or socially. That’s not to say her father was without his own faults, but he would at least appear to be, as Ray Davies once wrote, and the Kinks once sang ”…a well respected man about town, doing the best things so conservatively.” But they suit Emma and Lucas, the man she fell in love with, this small town and these small town friends, living where he grew up.
There’s tension, a tension that rises slowly, not between everyone in this story but tension between family members, between friends, at work, at home. There’s love, as well, and hearts that are broken, but that’s the way life seems to be for all of us, even if it’s more for some than others. And there are those who hold power, and those who wish they did and resent those that do, and those that seem content. There’s the search for wealth in a financial sense, and there’s the search for a life with a wealth of happiness, love and meaning. The kind of life that one can look back on, and say they have few regrets, a life, that in the end was worth living.
It’s rare that I agree with the comparisons between writers / stories, but this is touted as being “for fans of Celeste Ng,” and I’d say this compares on some levels to both of her books that I’ve read, Everything I Never Told You and Little Fires Everywhere. It’s also compared to Claire Messud, but I’ve only read one of her books, and no longer remember it well enough to say. I think in Ng’s stories, they always begin with a small taste of something to remember, and return to that moment in some sense in the end.
Pub Date: 18 August 2020
Many thanks for the ARC provided by Atria Books