A tightly wound, consuming tale for readers of Claire Keegan and Ian McEwan, about a 1950s housewife who decides to get into the pool in her family's apartment complex one morning and won't come out.
One unseasonably warm November day in 1957, Kathleen, a standout college tennis player, mother of two boys and wife to flagrantly handsome, aimless life insurance salesman, Virgil, decides to take a dip into the kidney-shaped swimming pool in their Delaware apartment complex instead of going to church. And she won't come out.
A consuming, single-sitting read set over the course of eight hours, “The Most” breaches the shimmering surface of a seemingly idyllic mid-century marriage and immerses us in the simmering tensions, sacrifices, and secrets beneath. As Sputnik 2 orbits the earth carrying that poor little doomed Soviet space dog, Kathleen and Virgil hurtle towards each other and towards a reckoning that will either shatter the smooth edifice of their marriage or transform it, at last, into something real.
