Title: Every Last One
Author: Anna Quindlen
Genre: Contemporary fiction
Publisher: Random House
Rating: 4 out of 5 stars
Source: ARC from the Library Thing
First line: This is my life: The alarm goes off at five-thirty with the murmuring of a public-radio announcer, telling me that there has been a coup in Chad, a tornado in Texas.
Mary Beth Latham’s life is one of a woman who is first and foremost a wife and mother. She has a landscape gardening business that keeps her busy during the week, but most of her time and energies are spent on her three teenage children and her husband, Glenn. Their oldest daughter, Ruby, is getting ready to finish high school and head off to college, and is dealing with moving on from her high school boyfriend. The fraternal twins, Max and Alex, are entering the turbulent years of high school. Mary Beth is worried about Max, who seems to be having a hard time dealing with adolescence and the popularity of his twin, whom he is nothing like. When Max starts therapy and begins to get better, Mary Beth is cautiously optimistic that her family is again on the right track, aside from the normal teenage angst. She couldn’t be more wrong – an unthinkable act of violence will leave her reeling and adrift, wondering if she can even begin to pick up the pieces of her life.
I love Anna Quindlen’s work – she isn’t afraid to go places with her characters that we are all terrified to go in our lives. I had no idea that this book would have such a profound emotional effect on me. At times, I found myself crying so hard that I had to set the book aside, but only for a few minutes, because I couldn’t bear to leave Mary Beth’s story. I felt I knew her; I became protective of her and angry at those who in their stupidity or malice hurt her; I loved her friends Alice and Olivia because of their unquestioning support and love for her.
When something terrible happens in a family, it is often the reaction of people to blame the parents, thinking – or worse, saying – that they should have known, that they should have somehow protected their family. I think the reason people do that is because that makes the event something that was preventable, not a random act that could happen to any one of us. As I read Every Last One, I was often stunned at how unthinking and unfeeling people can be toward those who are grieving. I also was reminded that if we have true friends, we are never left to bear the disasters of life alone.
Though this is an emotionally wrenching book, it is a beautifully written one that explores the strength of a mother’s love and one woman’s inner will to survive all that life has thrown at her.
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