By Elizabeth Strout
3 out of 5 stars
As Lucy Barton recovers from an appendectomy with complications, her mother comes to visit. They haven’t spoken in a long time but Lucy is happy to have her mother there. She sits at the foot of her bed for 5 days. She doesn’t seem to get much sleep. But she’s there and Lucy has her tell stories from the past. Lucy loves her mother even with all they gone through. A mother who can’t say I love you. They are simple stories about people they knew. This also brings us to Lucy telling us the stories of a childhood lived in poverty. She remembers people in her past. She talks about her husband and her daughters.
I can’t say there is any main theme to this story. It is a rambling book about everything that Lucy is feeling. It sometimes has a weird flow to it, bouncing between different times. I am not sure how I really feel about it. I liked the simpleness to the writing. It has a quiet peace to it but it didn’t seem to be a story that went anywhere. There was a melancholy to it all that put me in an almost apathetic state. I don’t know if this is one I can really categorize or rate but I did like it, just didn’t love it.
I received a copy of this book from Netgalley in exchange for an honest review.