In the
novella and five stories in Swim Back to
Me, Ann Packer explores the risky and exhilarating
teenage years, when the tipping point between talent and temptation is no
longer mediated by adults. Her empathetic accounts of families falling apart; adults
dealing with regrets, losses and missteps; and teenagers wielding fresh powers
are astute and richly detailed.
"Walk for Mankind,"
the novella that opens the collection, is set on the Stanford campus, where
Packer grew up, the daughter of two professors (her brother George also became
a writer). It's September 1972, the first week of eighth grade. Sasha Horowitz
has just moved to faculty housing from New Haven. Richard Appleby and his history
professor father are adjusting to life on their own after his mother has moved
across the Bay to Oakland to work among the disadvantaged.
Richard is preternaturally
observant. Sasha, he notes, has "a little of each parent in her… plus
something essential and not altogether pleasant that was entirely hers, like a
back note of pepper in a rich chocolate dessert. It was a quality that made her—that
gave her permission to—insist on what she wanted." While raising money for
a fundraising walk around Palo Alto, the precocious Sasha smokes her first
joint and gets involved with a 26-year-old pot dealer named Cal. Richard is later
titillated by a glimpse of her nipple—"the color of an underripe
strawberry" —and gobsmacked by a single kiss.
At fifty, the vantage
point from which he narrates "Walk for Mankind," Richard lingers tenderly
on every subtle shift in that momentous year, obviously still fascinated by
this early love. "How do people do it, pry themselves from their pasts?"
he asks.
As in Packer's novel Songs Without Words, family tragedy supplies the core of several of these
stories. "Her Firstborn" mines the emotional reactions of an
expectant father to his wife's pregnancy, his anticipation made poignant by the
fact that her first child, from another marriage, died at five months.
"Molten" also
pursues a parent's loss, but digs deeper. The mother of a teenager who has been
killed in an accident secretly spends her days in his room listening to his
music—icons of indie rock such as the Pixies and Superchunk—and through this
sonic connection Packer makes her inconsolable grief palpable. The song that gives
this collection its title is, Packer writes, "the cry of a spurned lover."
But there is no word like "widow" to convey "the exact shape of
what is gone."
These dramatic episodes
aside, the most powerful moments in Packer's tales detonate more quietly. Take the
following exchange from the final story, "Things Said or Done," which
revisits Sasha 35 years after "Walk for Mankind."
Sasha is divorced, and the
default caretaker of her cranky father (her mother left him when Sasha was
sixteen). She has traveled with him from his home in Connecticut to her
middle-aged younger brother's wedding in Berkeley. "By the way….I'm probably
dying," her father announces.
Sasha attempts an
understanding smile. "I am sympathetic—somewhat, and more for the hypochondria
than for whatever ails him—but the algebra of our relationship means it's hard
for me to offer compassion when that's so clearly what he wants."
Packer captures a lifetime
of repercussions in that coolly calibrated response.
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