Life and Other Inconveniences by Kristan Higgins | Review + Giveaway
Life and Other Inconveniences by Kristan Higgins
Also by this author: Waiting On You, In Your Dreams, , Anything for You, On Second Thought
Published by Penguin on August 6, 2019
Genres: Fiction, Women, Family Life, Romance
"A heart-wrenching page-turner told with warmth and humor."—People Magazine (Pick of the Week) "A rich testament to the power of second chances."—Women's WorldA USA Today Bestseller!
From the New York Times bestselling author of Good Luck with That comes a new novel about a blue-blood grandmother and her black-sheep granddaughter who discover they are truly two sides of the same coin.
Emma London never thought she had anything in common with her grandmother Genevieve London. The regal old woman came from wealthy and bluest-blood New England stock, but that didn't protect her from life's cruelest blows: the disappearance of Genevieve's young son, followed by the premature death of her husband. But Genevieve rose from those ashes of grief and built a fashion empire that was respected the world over, even when it meant neglecting her other son.
When Emma's own mother died, her father abandoned her on his mother's doorstep. Genevieve took Emma in and reluctantly raised her--until Emma got pregnant her senior year of high school. Genevieve kicked her out with nothing but the clothes on her back...but Emma took with her the most important London possession: the strength not just to survive but to thrive. And indeed, Emma has built a wonderful life for herself and her teenage daughter, Riley.
So what is Emma to do when Genevieve does the one thing Emma never expected of her and, after not speaking to her for nearly two decades, calls and asks for help?
I think one cool thing about having been around the block or two with book blogging is seeing the progression of an author's career and writing style. Kristan Higgins is one of those authors – going from contemporary romances to some more serious women's fiction. And I say those two genres with ZERO hints of condescension because I love and respect both genres. Life And Other Inconveniences is probably the most serious book I've read from Higgins yet. And I think if you walk in expecting a light fun read, you're going to probably find that isn't what you'll get with this book.
Life And Other Inconveniences follows Emma and Genevieve. Emma is a therapist in Chicago and a single mother to probably the most awesome teen girl – Riley. She lives there with her Pop who took Emma in when she was pregnant and Genevieve, her grandmother, threw her out of her home. Genevieve London is a wealthy designer of fancy purses and she lives in Connecticut. Genevieve's health is on the decline and so, before she goes she wants to reunite with Emma as well as get to know Riley. And so, reluctantly, Emma returns home and allows Riley to get to know her.
The two women are very different people and butt heads a lot. However, as they will discover, there's a steel core that makes them very similar. I will say, this story does not shy from depicting some tough moments – including a death during child birth, a young child finding their parent who died by suicide, and another young child who goes missing. There is a lot of trauma throughout this book. It was actually kind of hard to see. But at the same time, we see these people come out of the traumas scathed but also resolute. And well, for Emma, she has made a beautiful life for herself, even if she might be stretched financially.
On the whole, I found this book to be very good. It's incredibly compelling. Life and Other Inconveniences is a book that I gobbled up mostly in one day. It doesn't really have a lot of the humor I expect from Higgins, but well, maybe that's a new direction? Regardless, I enjoyed what I read and would recommend it as long as you can handle the tough moments mentioned in the paragraph above.
EXCERPT FROM LIFE AND OTHER INCONVENIENCES
When I called Genevieve back and told her we were coming—including Pop, who would be staying elsewhere—there'd been a long pause. "Thank you," she finally said.
"On one condition, Genevieve," I said. "You do not mention money or inheritance to Riley. Not a whisper, not a hint. I don't want you dangling your bank accounts in front of my daughter and snatching them away if she uses the wrong fork."
"By which I assume you're referring to the fact that I didn't fund your teenage folly."
"Teenage folly? You mean your great-granddaughter? Yes. This summer isn't about the money. It's us giving you a chance to make amends, and you making me Hope's guardian."
"How very gracious you are, my dear," she said, and I heard a slurp. Five o'clock somewhere.
But she agreed, and here we were.
My clients, the ones I saw in person, were fine with me leaving for two months. I'd TheraTalk with most of them; two were about done anyway, and said they'd call me if they needed me. I'd had to give up my office space, though; luckily, a classmate from my PhD program had sublet it. Once I got back, I'd have to find another space, but I'd deal with that later.
Pop had found himself a little apartment over an antiques shop on Water Street. I was unspeakably grateful that he'd be nearby. He'd always hated Genevieve, who had viewed my mother as insufficient wife material for her wretched son.
Then again, she had a point. My mother had taken her own life. Maybe Genevieve had sensed something, even back then. She was many things, but she wasn't stupid.
We crossed the Connecticut River, then the Thames. "There's the Coast Guard Academy, Pop," I said, pointing. He was an Air Force man himself, but he nodded. We went through Mystic, and I remembered going to the aquarium with Jason on a date. Or a field trip, maybe, but we'd held hands. Kissed in the dim light of the myriad fish tanks, and it had felt like the most romantic thing in the world.
He knew we were coming, of course. He was excited, he'd said on the phone. Talked about being separated, wasn't sure where things were headed there. The boys couldn't wait to meet Riley in person, though they knew her from Skype and phone calls.
My heart leaped into overdrive when, just before we hit Rhode Island, Charles exited the highway and entered the land of stone walls and gracious houses, tall oaks and two-hundred-year-old farms. The woods and fields gave way to narrower streets, and we went over the bridge that led to the borough.
Welcome to Stoningham, the sign said.
I found that I was holding my grandfather's thumb, same as I had when I was little, back before my mother died, when seeing my grandparents was the happiest thing ever. He gave my hand a squeeze.
"Oh, my gosh, this town is so cute!" Riley said.
And it was. The sky was Maxfield Parrish blue, the lights of the Colonials that lined the streets glowing in what seemed to be a welcome. People were out, walking their dogs. At the library green, some kids tossed a football. As we came onto Water Street, Riley exclaimed over the little shops and restaurants. "There's a café, Mom! Hooray! Oh, and an ice cream place! Even better!"
I smiled, but my stomach cramped again. It felt like I had never left.
The town hadn't changed much. Still adorable with its colorful buildings and crooked streets. I caught glimpses of Long Island Sound as we drove, smelled garlic and seafood. Would Genevieve have dinner for us? Would she hug me? I swore if she made Riley feel one iota of shame, we'd be out of Connecticut forever.
Charles turned onto Bleak Point Road, where the most expensive houses in town sat like grand old ladies, weathered and gracious. All had names, which Riley read aloud as we passed.
"Thrush Hill. Summerly. Wisteria Cottage. Cliff View. Pop, we have to name our house when we get back!"
"Name it what? Crabgrass?" Pop asked.
"That's kind of perfect, actually," I murmured, having gone to war many times with weeds in our small yard.
"Oh, Sheerwater! We're here!"
The iron gates (yes, gates) opened, and we turned onto the crushed shell drive. Sheerwater had ten acres of land, the very tip of Bleak Point, and it looked like a park, with beautifully gnarled dogwood trees on either side of the driveway, their intertwined branches making a tunnel of white blossoms. Spring was late this year.
We rounded the gentle curve, and my hands were sweating now.
"Holy guacamole," my daughter breathed. "It's even prettier than the pictures!" In the rearview mirror, I saw Charles smile. Beside me, Pop stiffened. He'd never been here, of course.
There it was—my grandmother's twenty-room cottage, pristine and gracious and lit up like the fires of hell.
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