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Tom Rayfiel's Parallel Play, the final installment of his wonderful Eve trilogy about a girl who breaks away from a strict religious sect (Colony Girl) and moves to New York (Eve in the City), veers into territory where few male writers dare to tread. His heroine, Eve, begins her story at the place many chick-lit novels end. She's walked on the wild side, has had her heart broken, has landed with a supportive man (a doctor, no less!), and now, at the book's opening, has just had a baby. And she is not a happy camper.
Rayfiel doesn't sugarcoat motherhood. Eve is a wreck, Fatigued and frustrated, she sits at the playground in Park Slope, Brooklyn, with her baby, Ann, forcing herself to write in a journal to fend off the perfectly perky moms she detests. She has no time, no energy, no vision of herself, no self-confidence, and no sex with her husband. When an old boyfriend surfaces, she soon discovers that he and his wife take a strange interest in her that may or may not be sexual. Adding to the marital intrigue, Eve spots her husband kissing their pediatrician goodbye. Throw in a day trip to a local bar with her baby monitor in hand, a campy film director who rekindles Eve's interest in making clothes, and a friend's custody battle -- and you have plenty of fodder for Rayfiel's comic eye and plenty of obstacles for Eve as she once again struggles to come of age. It's a battle filled with Eve's lovably painful awkwardness, as well as despair and laughter. But what else would you expect from a brave and honest novel about motherhood? Seth Kaufman