4.5 Stars
This is the third in a trilogy which began with Sylvanus Now and was followed by What They Wanted. Readers who are familiar with the Now family
will want to read this third installment, but the book can certainly be read as
a standalone.
This book focuses on Kyle Now who is still mourning the
death of his brother Chris who died working on an Alberta oil rig. The family is a troubled one. Sylvanus, the father, takes refuge in
alcohol; Abbie, the mother, is facing breast cancer; and Kyle’s relationship
with his sister Sylvie is strained because of what he sees as her role in
Chris’ death. Then a local bully, Clar
Gillard, is murdered and suspicion falls on the Now family with whom he has had
confrontations.
Characterization is amazing.
All characters are fully developed, round characters, their traits
consistent with those in the first two books of the trilogy. Kyle is a dynamic character. At the beginning he sees nothing positive in
the world: “Felt like the one long day
for three years now. The one long dull
day, caught on a cloud of grief hovering over his house.” He has no hope: “Nope.
Kyle Now was done with wishing.”
He does not talk and share his grief with others but worries about
everyone else, his constant fingernail-chewing and foot-jiggling clearly
indicating his tension. His typical
response is to run: “he’d pushed
[Sylvie] away and ran and was still running.
Running from everything.” The
novel shows how Kyle goes from such desperation to finally running towards
someone and seeing the beauty around him:
“The moan’s broadening smile rose above the hills and glimmered amongst
stars that were mostly dead and yet whose lights still shone through the eternal
sky.”
Kyle’s foil is his mother.
Addie, despite all her troubles, always remains hopeful. Chris is “struck once more by her
fortitude. That whatever this new thing
thickening her cloud of sorrow, hope was already ignited in her heart and
offering itself as a shelter for him and his father.” The contrast is obvious when Kyle is
described: “But he was done with
hope. It took her babies and Chris and
he had no more courage for hope. Hope
had failed her too many times. Rather
that she had never hoped. Rather that it
was just those babies she grieved and not the pain of lost hope as well.” Kyle needs to learn what Addie has, that
“hope eventually creeps through darkness, making inroads through to an easier
tomorrow” and that “’There’s good to be found in everything, even grief.’”
There are, of course, other lessons that Kyle must
learn: “’Some people have illness,
everybody has something. It’s how you
carries it – that’s what you take into the other world with you. That’s the only thing we takes’” and “’You
can’t go getting down and blaming yourself for stuff you got no control over’”
and “’You needs to be like everyone else, tending to your own concerns.’” I love the references to Job: “’We’re blessed like Job then, when we feels
the fear of something and does it anyway’” and “’we’re sainted like Job when we
can stand the pain and thrive in the end.’”
A person may be given advice but does not necessarily listen, and part
of the interest of the novel is in seeing if/how Kyle will learn these lessons.
As suggested, a major theme is that of hope. It is introduced in the epigraph, a quotation
from George Eliot’s Adam Bede: “There is no despair so absolute as that
which comes with the first moments of our first great sorrow, when we have not
yet known what it is to have suffered and be healed, to have despaired and to
have recovered hope.” Repetition is used
to emphasize the need for hope: “’And
you can’t lose hope, either. You got to
trust some things’” and “’Hope’s a powerful thing. It’s what takes us into the next world, hopes
of a better life’” and “’There’s always hope’” and “Hope’s contagious like
that: if one believes, then another
might.”
It is not just characterization and theme development that
are amazing. There is such pleasure in
reading Morrissey’s style. The dialogue
is truly that of a Newfoundland outport.
The images are also wonderful. An
abstract like guilt is made concrete:
“Guilt rotting him like an old shack built on wet ground, leaving no shores
strong enough to shelter himself or his family.” And descriptions of setting say so much: “Sulphuric smells rose from a smoking pulp
mill that headed the harbour while nice shingled homes and shops and oak trees
encircled the mill’s land side as ribs might encircle the life-giving
heart.”
I strongly recommend this book; it is literary fiction at
its best. If you haven’t read Sylvanus Now and What They Wanted, read them first, but if you have been fortunate
enough to meet the Now family, reunite with them by reading The Fortunate Brother. You will not be disappointed.
Note: I received an
ARC of this book from the publisher via NetGalley.
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