· Hardcover: 336 pages· Language: English· ISBN-10: 0316204277
· ISBN-13: 978-031620279
Publication Date: August 14, 2012
Publisher:Little, Brown and Company
Bernadette Fox is notorious. To her Microsoft-guru husband, she's a fearlessly opinionated partner; to fellow private-school mothers in Seattle, she's a disgrace; to design mavens, she's a revolutionary architect, and to 15-year-old Bee, she is a best friend and, simply, Mom.
Then Bernadette disappears. It began when Bee aced her report card and claimed her promised reward: a family trip to Antarctica. But Bernadette's intensifying allergy to Seattle--and people in general--has made her so agoraphobic that a virtual assistant in India now runs her most basic errands. A trip to the end of the earth is problematic.
To find her mother, Bee compiles email messages, official documents, secret correspondence--creating a compulsively readable and touching novel about misplaced genius and a mother and daughter's role in an absurd world.
Where'd You Go, Bernadette is a rare book, unlike any other I've read. I read the first few pages, and my nose twitched (a sure sign I was on the scent of a good read). I swatted Marshall Dillon, my annoyingly curious cat... and, a few dozen cracker crumbs, off my chest and eagerly turned the pages.
Bernadette, that lovely, self-absorbed, eccentric spotted me from behind those glasses of hers, winked, and pulled me right into her story. What a story! "Take me with you, Bernadette", I begged, as she planned her exploits. I nodded in approval when she jobbed out her menial tasks to a nefarious guy-Friday in India. I had her back when she sparred with her uptight, Suzy-do-gooder, neighbor whose undies were in a twist over berries and mudslides. I itched to slap some common sense into her genius husband's lofty head, but knew it was too far up Ted's behind for easy access! I felt Bernadette's love for her daughter, Bee, as surely as I love my own.
I munched, read, reacted, pushed the cat...munched, read, threw the cracker box at the trash can...missed. Didn't notice. I read right through to the end, so tired that one eye rebelled and closed. I could not stop reading. The style, perspective and presentation of the story were too compelling. The characters hopped right off the pages to make certain Bernadette didn't get the last word. I saw Bernadette as they saw her...and, my heart fluttered in alarm. Her detractors couldn’t see the fine line between creation and destruction, or that walls are oftentimes the greatest evidence of fragility. They tore at her, seeking to expose her weakness. Sometimes when you rip away the prickly barriers what remains is too vulnerable to withstand scrutiny. Bernadette had to go to save herself. I saw that. As one who has a cave selected in the Algonquin for when I can’t take the stress any longer…I got it.
My intense love affair with the book lasted right up to the ending. What? Then, like many torrid affairs, it fizzled to mere infatuation. A complex character like Bernadette is just incapable of tidying everything up as nicely as the ending suggests. Aside from my peevish point about the ending, there is no way this book deserves anything short of 5 of 5 hearts! (By the way, mums the word about my forest hideaway! I don’t want my Editor to find me.)
Disclaimer: This book was provided by the publisher in exchange for an honest review. My review reflects my honest opinion of the work.