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448 pages, Paperback
First published January 12, 2021
“We’re less a ‘read between the lines’ family and more a ‘hallucinate something onto this blank sheet of paper’ family.”1972. The Prestons had lived for several years in Bangkok. The Viet Nam war was raging one country over. Robert was supposedly working for a private company on a dam project that was taking forever. Ummmm, not really. He was working for US intelligence re that nearby conflict. Genevieve was a hostess with the mostess, (She was beautiful, really perfect. A wife for other men to envy.) having earned a well-deserved reputation for entertaining impressively in their large residence. Beatrice was the oldest, responsible, looked after her younger sibs. Laura is a good kid, although she feels beset by Bea taking advantage of her sometimes, bossing her around. It is clear early on that she has an artistic gift. Phillip is the youngest. Studious. Not an athlete. Gets bullied at school.
…how often he felt an onlooker in the company of other men, outside their easy bawdiness and filthy banter. Robert’s otherness had made school, that welter of vicious adolescent boys, a misery before athletics had rescued him, and it bred in his adulthood a certain isolation—men didn’t invite him along when they went to seedy places, or tell him about their adventures there.Robert sees the same otherness in Phillip, so decides to put him into a judo class to toughen him up, maybe give him better tools for defending himself against bigger kids, make him better able than his father to fit in with the males around him. But then, one day, neither parent shows up to bring him home from judo class, and Phillip vanishes.
“Why do we never, ever tell the truth to each other? Why do we keep so many secrets?”Who doesn’t have secrets? Usually they are small, but sometimes they can be huge. Secrets abound here. Robert’s work is, of course, all about secrets. Genevieve must keep her affair under cover. Bea keeps secrets from Laura, both as a child and as an adult. The children keep secrets from their mother. Laura as an adult is charged with keeping a very large secret that both her parents had kept for a long time. There is even an explanation of a Thai phrase that means someone’s secret was safe. Noi also totes a major secret for decades. The novel looks at the reasons why people keep secrets, which are complex, and diverse, and how secrecy impacts not just one-to-one relationships, but family and community bonds.
That’s such a challenge; it is so difficult to know, as the writer, how a story unfolds to the eyes of a fresh reader. Suspense is not just whodunit, of course! It can be super subtle. It’s the element that keeps the reader interested and engaged, wanting to know what happens next. I remember something I heard from an NPR interview with a TV writer: the writer said, when discussing how to write a successful pilot: “Don’t explain ANYTHING at first” and after hearing that, I reviewed some stories that I considered to be very engaging (written and film/TV), and realized that they did that: in the beginning they explained almost nothing, opened up a lot of questions and answered very few. It was really useful advice. My own corollary would be: “When you answer the questions you have raised: answer some soon, some slowly, and some in surprising ways—and always raise new questions as you go.” The “questions” can be tiny or big, some can be answered in the same paragraph in which they are raised, or on the same page, or not be answered until the very end of the story; they all work to keep the reader caring about what’s coming and wanting to read on. - from the 26.org interviewShe knows of what she speaks and has worked that approach deftly to keep us on tenterhooks as she peels back layer after layer, and leaves you thinking. Great, now I know why this, but then why that? And on you speed.
They sat for a while longer, two sisters up far past their bedtime, the old house creaking and sighing around them, always in the process of settling, never completely at rest.