At thirty-eight Margie's life is unraveling. She fights her feelings of remorse over a childhood secret with coffee mugs full of sherry and trashy romance novels trying to escape the rigor of her sorrow. When a crisis threatens to split the household apart, the truth about Margie's past comes to light, leading her on a journey she swore she would never make. Yet the journey's end is the only thing that can free Margie from the bondage of her painful past. Boxes of Years is a profoundly moving portrait of one woman as she grapples with her own inner truth, an inquiring and in-depth look at love, loss, and the unremitting cost of choice.
Somehow, my Mom had a copy of this book, and she gave it to me to read. She said I'd know why once I started reading. The book takes place in the town I grew up in and also references where I live now. There were many references to place I knew or know, and it's clear the author had knowledge of the geographic areas. Unfortunately, I didn't think the story was that great. Most of the writing was very simplistic with some big vocabulary tossed in here and there and the ghost of F. Scott Fitzgerald thrown into the mix. It was all quite odd. I really wanted to love a story based in my home town, but it wasn't this one.