- File Size: 553 KB
- Print Length: 336 pages
- Page Numbers Source ISBN: 0316097713
About the Book:
It's early summer when Ginny and William's peaceful life in Vermont comes to an abrupt halt.
First, their daughter Lillian arrives, with her two children in tow, to escape her crumbling marriage. Next, their son Stephen and his pregnant wife Jane show up for a weekend visit, which extends indefinitely when Jane ends up on bed rest. When their youngest daughter Rachel appears, fleeing her difficult life in New York, Ginny and William find themselves consumed again by the chaos of parenthood - only this time around, their children are facing adult problems.
By summer's end, the family gains new ideas of loyalty and responsibility, exposing the challenges of surviving the modern family - and the old adage, once a parent, always a parent, has never rung so true.
Meg Mitchell Moore worked for several years as a journalist. Her work has been published in Yankee, Continental, Women's Health, Advertising Age and many other business and consumer magazines. She received a B.A. from Providence College and a master's degree in English Literature from New York University. The Arrivals is her first novel. Her second novel will be published by Reagan Arthur Books in 2012. Meg lives in northern Massachusetts with her husband, their three children and a beloved border collie.
The first thing I noticed about the book was the cover. I loved it then and still do. I really want to live there or frame it and keep it on my desk. It didn't matter if the story was good or not, I just loved the cover. (The story was good though.)
A few good quotes:
"Going up the stairs, he took a childish pleasure in stomping his feet as loudly as he could. Standing in the center of the kitchen, he looked around. The kitchen was not up to Ginny's usual standards. If was not, he thought, even close. In the sink sat a haphazard pile of cereal bowls, some with errant Cheerios floating in watery milk.
He opened the dishwasher to put them in, but the dishwasher had been run but not unloaded. He thought about unloading it, but to do that he would first need to clean off the counter above the dishwasher, which was sticky with a hexagon of something that was possibly, but not definitely, orange juice...
Walking across the room from the sink to the table, his foot kicked a princess-themed sippy cup and sent it skittering under the counter. He bent to pick it up and knocked his head on the edge of the counter."
"William closed his mouth. He wouldn't tell Ginny about Rachel's money. He wouldn't worry about Jane's baby, nor would he worry about Stephen's plans for fatherhood, nor would he worry about why Lillian was still here and when, in fact, she might take it upon herself to depart..."
"Why are you taking it (the children moving home) so personally?"
She thought about that. Then she took a deep breath and touched her hair. She didn't look directly at William when she answered, because she thought that if she did she might begin to cry.
"Because they're (children) my life's work."
"If they're not happy - if they're not capable of living on their own, and being happy - it means I've failed. I should take it personally."