I have daughters, and I found this a painful, truthful book to read. Patricia Gaffney pulls no punches when she explores the mother/daughter relationship. She tells it straight. The story is told in three viewpoints, Carrie, her daughter Ruth and her mother, Dana.
Most mothers of teenage daughters would be hard-put not to identify with Carrie, the mother in the middle as she struggles to come to terms with her feelings of guilt and inadequacy, and her need to protect daughter Ruth from the truth, after the sudden death of her husband in early middle-age. But it isn't just one relationship we have here, there is also Dana, her own mother, approaching seventy and resisting every step of the way.
We are led subtly into the depths of character as the three women explore their lives and the bonds that bind them. I identified with each viewpoint as it was presented and experience the dilemma of every generation, the loving of an offspring and the eternal desire for that closeness to continue beyond childhood.
Dana, the grandmother, married for security and is disappointed with the deal in old age, and Carrie realised very shortly after her own marriage that her husband was a carbon copy of her father; she should have married childhood sweetheart, Jess. But her mother put a stop to that...
And Ruth - well, Ruth is fun, and awful, like most teenage girls who know how to hurt those who love them as they struggle for status and identity in their own right. Yet we can see her bewilderment at her own mood-swings, her inability to prevent herself hurting the person who loves her most. Especially when Jess comes back into her mother's life...
It's hard to believe that the author, who writes with such perspicacity about all her characters, has still to experience the `Dana' age, for it seems that she speaks from experience, she shows such acute observation and understanding.