Meg Gitlin

“It is,” I said, and for the first time in a long time, I remembered that I loved her, or more precisely, I remembered she was a person who had lived her own autonomous life full of mistakes and disappointments and judgments and thwarted love.”
― Ann Patchett, Whistler

“How could a dance for elementary school students, hosted by the PTO, be sold out? On sale at noon, sold out five minutes later, in a town where not one woman she knows appears to have an actual job. Click, click, click. Lost to the stay-at-home moms. Maybe she should have paid more attention to that newsletter, with all of those technicalities about early ticket releases or whatever it had said.”
― Hannah Selinger, Valley of the Moms: A Novel

“Kids were always doing that, surprising you with their overnight changes, breaking your heart with the reminders of how young and tender they still were.”
― Hannah Selinger, Valley of the Moms: A Novel

“She and Denny had chipped away at the rooms one at a time, building a Farrow & Ball fantasy: high-gloss, wallpaper, brushed brass, their living, breathing masterpiece, part of the pretension of existing in this wealthy New England town, where you had to dress up to walk the damn dog, for Christ’s sake.”
― Hannah Selinger, Valley of the Moms: A Novel