Like a quilt, this story has many pieces which have to be fitted together to make a pleasing whole.
I've read most of Elizabeth Berg's novels. A few didn't quite make a whole for me, this one did. Laura, a maker of 'commissioned' quilts, has to deal with some allegations about their mother by her sister, Caroline. These allegations make Laura look back (somewhat unwillingly) at her childhood with a new perspective.
Just as she would look at fabric with an eye toward whether it would fit or not fit the quilt she's working on, Laura's memories are taken out and laid in sunlight, turned this way and that, shuffled and moved around to bring them together.
Part of what made this book 'work' for me was the language. Ms. Berg's writing always is very satisfying in a textural way and The Art of Mending is no exception. There are too many lovely places to quote, but the conversation between Carolina and Laura, where they talk about their work and what it is, and what truth is, was particularly revealing - both of themselves and of what the whole story was about. And about how people deal with things.
The other part that drew me in as a reader was the inescapable truths. No matter how close siblings might be, or how much time we spend together, we do not live the same lives. Truth is, we barely have the same parents, because those parents are going through different things in their lives. The man and woman who were my parents when I was six were not the same people who were my sister's parents when she was six. And despite how much they might try, they couldn't possibly treat us all exactly the same.
Reading the book, I couldn't help think time and again of my own siblings and parents, and the places we connected and came apart, and how - as one character says - "you can't do all you intend". And this, I think, is what makes a book successful, when it lingers in a reader's mind after the story is over. Not just the characters and events, but the ideas and emotions, the longing to know each other, really know, and then the fear of what happens if we do?
The ending of the book (no spoilers!) left me wanting more, wanting to know what would happen next. It was different from what I expected, yet it fit completely with the way things throughout the story had been different from what the reader might expect. As Laura muses, "It was not about me or my expectations..." So, although I wanted more when I first read it, now the ending seems exactly right.
Thanks, Ms. Berg. I plan to read it again. By the way, I really wanted to rate this 4 stars Plus.