Three for a Girl by Kevin Brennan is one of those character-driven stories that gets into my head and stays and stays and stays. The story is told from the point-of-view of LeeAnn Heartney as she recalls the summer of 1973 when she was 17 and the Watergate hearings dominated the news. Not that she cared. LeeAnn’s only interest was to find a way, any way, to get as far from her dysfunctional family as possible. At the time of the telling, decades have gone by, but LeeAnn narrates with a cool assessment of that summer in particular and her family in general. I was intrigued by LeeAnn’s story because I was 16 in the summer of 1973. I too fantasized about when and how I would leave my small hometown. While I was more politically aware than LeeAnn cared to be, in terms of emotional maturity, I was more like her younger sister Jeannie, who was only 14 at the time. Still, LeeAnn reminded me of a lot of girls I knew back then and a little of myself.
The novel is a coming-of-age story, not just for LeeAnn, but also for her parents and her little sister. Her mom was only in her teens when she became pregnant with LeeAnn, but she had the good fortune to marry a man who loved her. They were working poor, but happy until the death of their baby boy. Then it all fell apart. Deep in grief, LeeAnn’s parents draw away from each other and leave the girls—LeeAnn and Jeannie—to more or less fend for themselves. No doubt that is one reason why LeeAnn seems mature for her age. She’s calculating but in a sensible way, figuring out all the angles, all the things that could go wrong. When three men who run an ambulance service rent the upstairs rooms of her home, LeeAnn sees her ticket to a new life on their “rocket-ship red and white” converted Caddie. One way or another, one of those three men would escort her to California, away from her parents’ slow disintegration. The only catch is Jeannie, three years her junior and sugar to her spice.
LeeAnn tells her family’s story by plying their versions of events with her own, giving a first-person account of their experiences based on talks she had with them long after the summer of 1973. This is a fluid kind of storytelling. Rather than give each character a chapter of their own to tell their story in a clearly demarcated way, LeeAnn’s voice, and the voices of her parents, sister, and even one of the ambulance men, flow throughout the novel like rivulets coming together and then flowing apart.
What I also liked about this approach is that it shows the sympathy that LeeAnn has for her family. She cares for them more than she cares to admit.
The darkest part of this novel, for me, was the grief that consumed Leeny and Gerald, LeeAnn’s parents. Their baby boy who only lives a few months literally haunts the family for ten long years. As too often happens, his death also separates Leeny and Gerald emotionally, their marriage teetering on the edge. While there was much in the novel that moved me, reading about Leeny and Gerald’s grief nearly brought me to tears at times because it was so well done, so spot-on, and so painfully accurate.
But you can’t have darkness without light. While I was on pins and needles through much of the novel, with one calamity after another, and I’m not talking just about Watergate, I knew the novel had to end well enough because LeeAnn was telling the story. Finding out just how well it would end was why I was reading. That I didn’t know exactly how it all would turn out until the end is a testament to Brennan’s skill as a novelist.
I highly recommend Three for a Girl by Kevin Brennan.