SPOILER ALERT: Don't read unless you are 6% into The Summer Garden.
"We all talk a different language, talking in defense." ~ Mike and the Mechanics
I don't even know what to say. This is so sad. Alexander (note I'm not calling him "Shura" either) took Nick to the army hospital and hasn't come back in days. I'm beside myself. These people are so in love and have just...forgotten. It's devastating.
I've been doing some underlining (love me some Kindle) and two things I noted were:
1) Anthony asked to go on the boat with his dad...and his dad said "no" because it was dangerous. And Anthony was so bummed and defeated that he put his head down - exactly like his father does. Alexander's pain is much like Anthony's little 3 year old pain: He doesn't feel like he is important enough or good enough to handle something; life, in Alexander's case. Oh god it's eating me up to sit back and watch this take place and tear this family apart.
2) Anthony calls his father "Dad". Not many 3 year olds refer to their father as anything but "Daddy" or even "Dada". But "Dad" is just so formal for a child of that age. He calls his mother "mama"...which speaks volumes.
Another thing that is killing me is Tania's pain. This woman is screaming inside and nobody sees or hears her. She has been through so much - yet she is the glue that holds this fragile house of cards together.
I am headed back to the book now...but just had to let you all know where I am. Not a lot of humor in this post...hopefully I took care of that earlier with the Ferragamos.
OH - and one more thing - Alexander's pride and controlling nature (and yes, Post Traumatic Stress Disorder - I know) is keeping the family from being better off financially right now. I keep saying "Why aren't they in New York? What is with this "state-a-month" deal? That's something you do once you're on your feet. Not now. Not when what they need is privacy and - I would think - routine. And structure. And money. If they'd move to New York - they'd have a support system as well as Tania's old job back. They could work on their issues with a roof over their heads - three bedrooms - and a much-needed date night once in a while.
But this? This nomadic lifestyle is not helping. Or at least it doesn't look that way from where I'm standing. Perhaps - hopefully - I'll be proven wrong?