My Russian

"One morning I stood on the back deck of our handsome house and I realized that my interior self, the self I did not present to the world or even to those closest to me, seemed to have burned out." So confesses Francesca Woodbridge, the narrator of Deirdre McNamer's novel. Francesca rekindles herself with plans for a garden, which lead to a lover - her Russian gardener, a refugee from Chernobyl.

Now Francesca is supposedly in Greece with a tour group, but she is actually living in disguise just blocks from where her husband, Ben, and her teenage son await her return. Ben, a lawyer, is recovering from a gunshot wound inflicted some months earlier by a mysterious intruder. Francesca tells a series of stories that traverse the past four decades, beginning with her childhood in a prairie town ringed by underground missiles aimed at Russia.

Her voice is searching, specific, unsparing, and sometimes darkly funny. In the process of listening, we learn who shot her husband, a modest mystery that rests on a larger one: for, a woman like Francesca Woodbridge, what makes a fully lived, fully conscious life?