Two sisters-in-law who live in a two-family house give birth on the same night. Rose had wanted to give her husband the son he longed for. Helen had wanted a daughter after four sons. Each woman gets what the other wished for. They secretly switch the babies, unbeknownst to anyone but the midwife. It’s a choice with untold consequences, one that haunts them and affects their relationship and their families in ways they couldn’t have anticipated.
I myself lived in two-family house in Brooklyn when I first moved to New York with my two children in the 1980’s. I learned most of what I know about Judaism from my Orthodox Jewish landlady, who became a close friend and on whom a character in my second novel is based. The Two-Family House vividly captures the setting and milieu. It’s a novel with a stunning deception its core, but ultimately it works because it’s well-written with sympathetic characters who come alive on the pages. I came to know and like them, even the sourpuss brother, Mort, who seems unlikable at first.
While I was reading The Two-Family House the quote “To err is human, to forgive divine” came to mind. Such is life, and such is fiction in the hands of this talented author who has given us a new twist on a timeless theme.
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