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by Nancy Star
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by Brunonia Barry
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by Joseph Caldwell
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by Roger Rosenblatt
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by Sara Gruen
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These deftly drawn characters elicit both winces and laughs. Describing Heather's particular form of disciplined narcissism, Galant writes, "She checked the mirror often, but it wasn't out of vanity. It was more like a breast self-exam." When Heather was in labor with her son, Connor, "she'd reapplied her lipstick between contractions."
Endangered-species crusader Agnes, by contrast, revels in her unreconstructed hippie trappings. "Agnes was listening to All Things Considered on the radio and sorting through the dozens of science experiments in her refrigerator," writes Galant. "But all she could find were jars of mango chutney crusted with mysterious white crystals, putrid containers of month-old soup, olives that looked biblical in provenance."
Formerly a suburban-life columnist for the New York Times, Galant has wisely chosen familiar terrain for her first novel, displaying a mastery for details. Touring the home he's about to purchase in the Galapagos Estates development, Heather's husband notes, "The smaller of the two walk-in closets in the master bedroom was bigger than the room he'd slept in as a boy." Like so many newly well-off professionals, Tom is both thrilled and quietly appalled by his bloated salary and his wife's obsession with acquiring an outsized home.
The Peters' subdivision may be new, but the local grade school exerts the same pressures on its young charges as did schools of yore. When a couple of cool kids approach Connor's misfit table in the cafeteria, "he suddenly felt a change in the molecular structure of the air, indicating that a popular kid was in the vicinity."
Like Tom Perrotta in his marvelous novel of repressed suburban child-rearing, Little Children, Galant captures the particular tyrannies of modern parenting. At the Pine Hills Halloween feast, for instance, "the class moms were expected to lay out a Halloween repast reasonably low in sugar and chocolate, and of course nut-free, while maintaining -- as Principal Gupnick was fond of saying -- the 'festive feel' of the holiday."
Galant skewers everything that's awful about exurbia: striving yuppies blinded by acquisitive mania, greedy developers who bulldoze pristine terrain, strident enviros toiling to protect venomous snakes at all costs. A gumshoe journalist is the only player who doesn't come out smelling rotten. By the time her satisfyingly serpentine story ends, Galant figures out how to give all her characters a measure of what they deserve.
Reviewed by Susan Adams
Copyright 2006, The Washington Post. All Rights Reserved.
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