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352 pages, Hardcover
First published February 7, 2006
Alice started the car and we limped away. “Where the hell do we go now?” she asked.
Shiloh and I were in no rush to answer her. If you pointed in a direction and then things didn’t pan out, that might confirm that you were unlucky or undeserving of luck. Rather than try to shape our destiny, it seemed safer to let things run their course.
Before anything could be brought inside, we needed to air it out; it had to lose the scent of being cast off and take on the scent of being saved. We took the dresser drawers out and let them warm in the sun.
I didn’t see the point. “The point,” said Shiloh, “is to do it. And, after we’ve done it, well, maybe then we can find some point.”
Shiloh made a pot of coffee. Our spirits were high. I would never have friends like the friends I had in that room.
I had left people who loved me, and all because of the way it felt to hold someone’s hand and the magic of watching her sleep, and that, for me, turning away from those things would have been a betrayal of myself.
“It is impossible to imagine experiencing heartbreak in heaven, yet without the memory of heartbreak, heaven would have no purpose.”
Tussing, who published a preview of this novel in the New Yorker, offers a melancholic slice of the American mythos that reflects its ideals and tarnished realities. Loving characters, including a narrator looking back on his experiences and emotions, populate the novel, but others, including two priests investigating miracles, left some critics wondering. Best People paints a wonderful canvas of 1970s America, both from the vantage point of the road and an isolated Vermont life, though little actually happens. Despite the imaginative, beautiful writing, this debut novel doesn't perfectly fulfill its promise. The New York Times Book Review sums up the general sentiment by describing the novel as "[e]qual parts euphoria and exhaustion."
This is an excerpt from a review published in Bookmarks magazine.