Before my trip to Boston, I googled books set in Boston, and when this one popped up, I knew it was time to read the copy that had been sitting on my shelves for like a decade. And it totally blew me away. It’s only partially set in Boston, but that didn’t matter at all. Was there plot? Not really? It chronicles the life of an immigrant family in America and the differences in the lives of their children who were born here. Some sections focus more on certain family members before meandering off to others, depending on what’s going on in all of their lives, but it mainly involves a mother, a father, and their son. The writing is simple and stunning, with such thoughtful observances and visceral emotion. I loved it.
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