The Most Fun We Ever Had by Claire Lombardo EPUB & PDF Details About
- Author: Claire Lombardo
- Genre: Sisters Fiction, Contemporary Literary Fiction, Mothers & Children Fiction
- Publish Date: 25 June 2019
- Size: 3.6 MB
- Format: PDF / EPUB
- Status: Avail for Download
- Price: Free
THE OFFSPRING
April 15, 2000
Sixteen years earlier
Other people overwhelmed her. Strange, perhaps, for
a woman who’d added four beings to the universe of her
own reluctant volition, but a fact nonetheless: Marilyn
rued the inconvenient presence of bodies, bodies beyond
her control, her understanding; bodies beyond her favor.
She rued them now, from her shielded spot beneath the
ginkgo tree, where she was hiding from her guests. She’d
always had that knack for entertaining, but it drained
her, fully, time and time again, decades of her father’s
wealthy clients and her husband’s humorless colleagues;
of her children’s temperamental friends; of her transitory
neighbors and ever-shifting roster of customers. And yet,
today: a hundred-odd near strangers in her backyard,
humans in motion, staying in motion, formally clad;
tipsy celebrants of the union of her eldest daughter,
Wendy, people who were her responsibility for this
evening, when she already had so much on her plate—
not literally, for she’d neglected to take advantage of the
farm-fresh menu spread over three extra-long card
tables, but elementally—four girls for whose presences
she was biologically and socially responsible, polka-
dotting the lawn in their summer pastels. The fruits of
her womb, implanted repeatedly by the sweetness of her
husband, who was currently nowhere to be found. She’d
fallen into motherhood without intent, producing a
series of daughters with varying shades of hair and
varying degrees of unease. She, Marilyn Sorenson, née
Connolly—a resilient product of money and tragedy,
from dubious socioemotional Irish-Catholic lineage but
now, for all intents and purposes, as functional as they
come: an admirably natural head of dirty-blond hair,
marginally conversant in both literary criticism and the
lives of her children, wearing a fitted forest green sheath
that exposed the athletic curve of her calves and the
freckled landscape of her shoulders. People kept
referring to her with great drama as the mother of the
bride, and she was trying to act the part, trying to
pretend that she wasn’t focused almost exclusively on the
well-being of her children, none of whom, that particular
evening, seemed to be thriving.
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