Penelope Lively often writes about "small lives" -- or, to be more accurate, she reveals what profound emotions and ideas inhabit the lives of even the most seemingly modest people.
Thus it is in Passing On, which tells the story of two middle-aged children dealing with the death of their imperious mother and what happens to them in the months afterward.
The mother, Dorothy, is a vivid character, even though most of her life is described in flashbacks. She is full of opinions, almost all of them negative, and has a particular gift for cruelly debasing her children.
The two older children, sensible Helen and dreamy Edward, had lived in the same household with Dorothy until her death and were molded in ways large and small by her domineering, abusive personality.
The youngest, Louise, fought back against Dorothy verbally, and then escaped to life in London, but is now going through her own family problems with husband and children.
The plot developments are deceptively undramatic. Helen is smitten by the smooth talking charms of a family solicitor. Edward, a middling teacher at a private school, is unmoored by his mother's death, even though he spent most of his life simply trying to avoid her. He also becomes aware of a growing sexuality., which results in an incident that will bring a crisis into his life.
Juxtaposed to Helen and Edward is the intrusive, conniving neighbor Ron, a developer who most of all wants to get his hands on the overgrown acreage behind their home known as The Britches.
What happens next is not unexpected -- but it's also not patly predictable, because Lively doesn't write about archetypes, but about real human beings, who can be childish and impulsive at one moment, and coldly rational or bleakly cynical at another.
I can't tell you anymore without spoiler alerts, but I feel as though Helen and Edward will live on in my mental neighborhood for quite a long time, planted there by a master of language and psychology.