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Review of a new suburban thriller<\/p>\n

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Houston writer Alison Wisdom<\/strong><\/a>\u2019s impressive debut novel, We Can Only Save Ourselves<\/em><\/strong><\/a>, raises uncomfortable questions about parental expectations, social conformity, suburbia, and more. Her book also takes a not-so-common approach to storytelling; along with traditional third-person narrative, an invisible Greek-style chorus sometimes steps in and presents the collective views of a neighborhood that feels its chosen way of life is under threat. <\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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The author\u2019s central character, Alice Lange, has grown up being seen as a nearly perfect child in the eyes of some of the adults on her tight-knit block. She\u2019s beautiful, well-behaved, a good student, a cheerleader, and now favored to be her high school\u2019s homecoming queen. Indeed, Alice has represented a model of conformity and cooperation that other parents in the neighborhood have long wished their children would emulate. <\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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All of that changes quickly once a stranger walks through the neighborhood carrying a camera. The man, Wesley, in his late twenties or early thirties, is seen by several people who pay him almost no attention. Wesley, however, spots Alice reading a book on her porch and boldly asks if he can photograph her. Rather than flee from him, Alice poses and agrees to meet him later to see the results.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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Two days later, Alice suddenly commits an act of vandalism. Then she takes some money and vanishes. Her mother and neighbors fear she has been abducted\u2014or worse.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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What Alice has done is go live with the hypnotic, mercurial Wesley. She has fled adolescence and now is learning how to co-exist and cooperate with the four other young women in Wesley\u2019s cult. They all listen to his words, try to follow his unusual orders, and attempt to meet his expectations, while competing daily for his attention and approval.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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Sometimes the neighborhood chorus seizes the narrative spotlight; other times it\u2019s allowed to make just a short, parenthetical statement. The chorus already knows what\u2019s unfolding, so it chooses words carefully. \u201cWe know bad things happen in the world, that they always have, that they\u2019ll continue to do so. We also know that we can\u2019t stop them, and this knowledge is almost worse than the bad thing itself. That\u2019s what we\u2019ve learned from Alice Lange. Sometimes the darkness wins.\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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The chorus eventually reports that Alice\u2019s disappearance has exposed a troubling realization: neighbors can grow distant from neighbors who\u2019ve endured bad situations that upset suburban tranquility. Alice\u2019s mother, the chorus confesses, is becoming \u201ca lost thing, too. . . . We simultaneously try to hold her in our hearts\u2014we know she hurts, she is broken, she was much like us not long ago\u2014and push her out of our hearts, because if we think about her too much, the pain begins to burn like a tired muscle, and we can\u2019t carry her any longer.\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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From this, other lamentations by the chorus, and Alice\u2019s experiences, new questions arise. What if suburbia also can be seen as a type of cult? And what might happen if it keeps trying to protect itself from its own reality, as well as from the outside world?<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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