In the tradition of Roddy Doyle's The Woman Who Walked Into Doors comes a brilliant feat of literary ventriloquism, a debut novel by a male author introducing a one-of-a-kind female narrator.
Meet Mary Nolan (née Marelli), a tough-talking Jersey City native who comes of age during the turbulent 1970s. Adored by the small-time mafia types in her extended Italian American family–formidable but doting figures like her grandpa Louie, Tony the Horse, and Charlie Cuppacoffee–Mary grew up believing she could always count on men to protect her. But after marrying young to escape her parents, Mary finds herself sidelined by life with a philandering husband and two needy young sons, her dreams as shattered as the city around her.
By turns hilarious and heartbreaking, Mary tells of her unusual route to independence, and about the lives she touches–and is touched by–along the way. From Aunt Dot and Aunt Loretta, who get her started in "business," to the ex-nuns who listen to her troubles even as they ask her for relationship advice, to the nosy neighborhood housewives determined to befriend her, Mary finds allies in the unlikeliest of places. How she learns to stand on her own "legitimately"–triumphantly–is the heart of Bill Gordon's remarkable first novel.
From the Hardcover edition.
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|Title of eBook: Mary After All|
|Release Date: 12-18-2007|
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|Publisher: Dell Publishing|
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Mary After All
Tony the Horse was a hit man, and he wore a size 13 ring. His bride, Frances, was a plain woman-very shy, Italian, just off the boat. When she ordered their wedding rings, the man at the jewelry store said, "Please, lady, what kind of a man are you marrying?" Frances wouldn't go back. When the rings were ready, my mother had to pick them up.
Tony was very gentle, really, very soft-spoken; he started me on my stamp collection. "Every girl should have a collection," he'd say. "Something worth money later on." He was only my father's second cousin, but Frances was barren; Tony thought of me as his own kid. He used to stop by our house two, three times a week, and he'd bring stamps from England, Brazil, Portugal, Switzerland-all over the world. Stamps with princes' faces and houses tucked away into hillsides-not little dirt hills with weeds and billboards and railroad tracks, but mountains==green mountains with mansions, sometimes castles, tucked right into their sides. He used to tell me that he'd take me there-to those houses, to any place I wanted-when I was old enough. He never spoke above a whisper; still, his throat was often sore and he always carried a box of Vicks cough drops.
Tony threw his girlfriend out a window once-but this was years before I met him, years before I was born-and he used to curse, holler, throw things: a big temper; you never knew what he would do. But these were just stories I heard, things my aunt Delia brought up when she fought with my mother: "How could you spend time with that man? Let him near your daughter? He threw his girlfriend right out the window."
"Did you know her?"...