Author: Gail Godwin
Genre: Fiction
Publisher: Random House Publishing, 2003
Pages: 128
Rating: Recommend
Synopsis: Every evening at 5:00, Christina and Rudy stopped work and began the ritual commonly known as Happy Hour. Rudy mixed Christina's drink with loving precision, the cavalier slosh of Bombay Sapphire over ice shards, before settling across from her in his Stickley chair with his glass of Scotch. They shared a love language and music (she is an author, he a composer, after all), a delight in intense conversation, a fascination with popes, and nearly thirty years of life together.
What did I think? That we had forever? muses Christina, even months after Rudy's unexpected death. While coming to terms with her loss, with the space that Rudy once inhabited, Christina reflects on their vibrant bond, with all it's quirks, habits, and unguarded moments, as well as her passionate sorry and her attempts to reposition herself and her new place in the very real world they shared.
Review: This novel got me thinking about the routines and habits my husband and I have. Our evenings together generally start about 8:30 pm with tea (for me) and popcorn (for him). We cycle through our shows, chat, and then go to bed. I look forward to 8:30, always. Sometimes I'll even ask him if it's 8:30 yet just because the day has been so crazy, or I need a break from life.
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