Set in 1955 this is the sweetest and saddest story about an eight year old (going into 3rd grade) whose father left the family. His family consisted of two older brothers, two younger brothers, two sisters and the MC Jack. Sadly, Jack's mother has been diagnosed with multiple sclerosis. As one can imagine, back in the 1950's in the days of Father Knows Best when the man of the home left, it left the family in a more than difficult predicament.
Unfortunately, Jack's father didn't visit him or his siblings as he promised he would so Jack's memories of his dad are few. He reminisces about going to a Braves game with his dad and how a foul ball was hit and Jack's dad crawled under the bleachers to get it for him. Now that ball is very important to Jack because of its priceless sentimental value. But he somehow loses his ball and through the ball and its meaning and connection to his father, the reader understands what loss means to a little boy of 8 years old. Jack slept with the ball in his hand one night "as if [Jack] could hold the ball, [his] father was still in the house, still part of the family." In the process of moving their things from their home to his grandparents home where they had to live, he "lost the ball and all trace of [his] father." This is such a sad thing to read. I went through a divorce when I had all five children still at home and they were 16, 14, 11, 7, and 5 years old. I remember the pain, but I had never gone through divorce as a child but I could "feel" their pain of their dad not coming to games like he used to (for my 11 year old son) and his absence continued throughout their lives, even though he lives with minutes of most of them.
But the story focuses a lot of Jack and how he loves bringing orchids to his mother to show her love and how he cares and wants to make her happy. One thing that was really enjoyable for me and written so poetically is comparisons of orchids to raising children. "To grow up strong they require: seed, home, nourishment...Sometimes they need sun, sometimes they need shade...They are a challenge because they need a challenge" and other comparisons such as "Orchids, like children, are...blessed with a great power to forgive."
The story is what I call sweet and simple. Nothing complicated. But full of heart in many ways.