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On the last night of 1937 twenty five year old Katey Kontent is in a second rate Greenwich Village jazz bar with her boardinghouse roommate stretching three dollars as far as it will go when Tinker Grey a handsome banker with royal blue eyes and a tempered smile happens to sit at the neighboring table This chance encounter and its startling consequences propel Katey on a yearlong journey from a Wall Street secretarial pool toward the upper echelons of New York society and the executive suites of Condé Nast—rarefied environs where she will have little to rely upon other than a bracing wit and her own brand of cool nerve Wooed in turn by a shy principled multi millionaire and an irrepressible Upper East Side ne'er do well befriended by a single minded widow who is ahead of her time and challenged by an imperious mentor Katey experiences firsthand the poise secured by wealth and station and the failed aspirations that reside just below the surface Even as she waits for circumstances to bring Tinker back into her life she begins to realize how our most promising choices inevitably lay the groundwork for our regrets


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    ”She was indisputably a natural blonde Her shoulder length hair which was sandy in summer turned golden in the fall as if in sympathy with the wheat fields back home She had fine features and blue eyes and pinpoint dimples so perfectly defined that it seemed like there must be a small steel cable fastened to the center of each inner cheek which grew taut when she smiled True she was only five foot five but she knew how to dance in two inch heels and she knew how to kick them off as soon as she sat in your lap” Lower Manhattan 1938Eve Ross a New York transplant from Indiana is one of those friends that manages to always have a good time whether she is in a jazz club or on her way to a funeral She is an energy vampire She takes it She gives it As one party ends another one begins Katey Kontent is Eve’s sidekick She was born in New York and enjoys the octane fueled experiences with her friend but she can never throw herself into the fray quite the way Eve does She’s always reserved willing to observe and ponder events rather than be lost in the moment It is 1938 They meet Tinker Grey a well groomed well heeled banker who is a man in need of a good time and Eve and Katey are the right two gals to provide it He has the money They have the energy Katey is used to taking a backseat to Eve and as their dueling relationship starts to evolve with Tinker it is no secret that as much as Tinker appreciates Eve he is developing a serious crush on Katey Eve is a force of nature and provides the whirlwind effect to any outing but if a guy wants a moment to have a quiet drink and a deeper conversation Katey is the right ticket ”Eve leaned toward Tinker confidentially Katey’s the hottest bookworm you’ll ever meet If you took all the books that she’s read and piled them in a stack you could climb to the Milky Way The Milky Way Maybe the Moon I conceded”She is HOT and she READS? YOWZA She reads everything from Charles Dickens to Agatha Christie and appreciates that pendulum of reading experiences equally and for different reasons ”I read a lot of Agatha Christies that fall of 1938 maybe all of them The Hercule Poirots the Miss Marples Death on the Nile The Mysterious Affair at Styles Murderson the Linksat the Vicarage and on the Orient Express I read them on the subway at the deli and in my bed aloneYou can make what claims you will about the psychological nuance of Proust or the narrative scope of Tolstoy but you can’t argue that Mrs Christie fails to please Her books are tremendously satisfyingYes they’re formulaic But that’s one of the reasons they are so satisfying With every character every room every murder weapon feeling at once newly crafted and familiar as rote the role of the postimperialist uncle from India here being played by the spinster form South Wales and the mismatched bookends standing in for the jar of fox poison on the upper shelf of the gardener’s shed Mrs Christie doles out her little surprises at the carefully calibrated pace of a nanny dispensing sweets to the children in her care”If you are still not sure that you want to be friends with Katey Kontent than how about this ”In retrospect my cup of coffee has been the works of Charles Dickens Admittedly there’s something a little annoying about all those plucky underprivileged kids and the aptly named agents of villainy But I’ve come to realize that however blue my circumstances if after finishing a chapter of a Dickens novel I feel a miss my stop on the train sort of compulsion to read on then everything is probably going to be just fine”Katey when she needs a moment of contemplation a place to be alone with her thoughts she finds an empty church I too find a church most spiritual between services when the thunder of religious verbosity is dissipating into the distance In New York such churches are works of art good for the soul and the intellectual mind St Patrick’s New York ”St Patrick’s on Fifth Avenue and Fiftieth Street is a pretty powerful example of early nineteenth century American Gothic Made of white marble quarried from upstate New York the Walls must be four feet thick The stained glass windows were made by craftsmen from Chartres Tiffany designed two of the altars and a Medici designed the third And the Pieta in the southeast corner is twice the size of Michelangelo’s In fact the whole place is so well made that as the Good Lord sees about His daily business He can pass right over St Patrick’s confident that those inside will take pretty good care of themselves”There is a car accident and Eve is hurt the worse of the three Guilt a powerful tool swings all of Tinker’s attention to Eve Any burgeoning relationship he has with Katey comes to a skidding halt with the shattering of glass and a great beauty marred by scars They don’t see as much of each other but when they do there is still a trip of a heartbeatShe can’t get him out of her head He isn’t who he seemsHe is and less than what she believedTinker’s brother provides a little insight into what makes Tinker than the sum of his parts ”Never mind that he speaks five languages and could find his way safely home from Cairo or the Congo What he’s got they can’t teach in schools They can squash it maybe but they sure can’t teach it And what’s that? Wonder Wonder That’s right Anyone can buy a car or a night on the town Most of us shell out our days like peanuts One in a thousand can look at the world with amazement I don’t mean gawking at the Chrysler Building I’m talking about the wing of a dragonfly The tale of the shoeshine Walking through an unsullied hour with an unsullied heart Mother Nature competing with TiffanyYeah I know I had to take a moment and spend a little time thinking about that line as well I do know that perfection those amazing moments where everything lines up from the moon to the breeze are few and far between They need to be logged carefully wrapped in gossamer and placed in the deepest safest vault of your memories so that when things go to crap they can be retrieved savored and hope can be restored that of those moments are in your future Life can never take everything away from you Like most of us Katey doesn’t end up anywhere near where she expected but 1938 is a year of those gossamer wrapped memories that can bring a whimsical smile to her lips when she is forty seventy or a hundred and seven If you wish to see of my most recent book and movie reviews visit also have a Facebook blogger page at