Lucy Barton lies in a New York hospital, seriously and mysteriously ill following surgery.
Her mother keeps vigil beside her bed; Lucy's husband rarely visits, and she has contact with her children by telephone only.
We learn that Lucy had a impoverished childhood and an uneasy relationship with her parents and siblings as an adult. Conversations with her mother are a minefield of unanswered questions, inconsistent remembering, and efforts to right the wrongs of the past.
Pulitzer prize winner Elizabeth Strout writes convincingly about fraught family relationships and the overriding need for parental love, even when the parent is the cause of suffering.
An unassuming novel with underlying powerful truths.
Posted by Katrina
Catalogue link: My Name is Lucy Barton
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