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Average rating2.3
This book about white privilege and first world problems is made doubly annoying by also being blandly boring. The book description makes it sound like the assault on the neighborhood handyman is just the start of a chain of events that shake up the fabric of their wealthy New York lives, but then...nothing else happens. People disagree, children grow up, marriages end, and jobs change. I don't always love Anna Quindlen's books, but I never before had to force myself to finish. Seems like a book that will be embraced by New Yorker readers who don't mind spending 300 pages with these insular, entitled characters.