Growing up, the Bird children have what can only be described as the perfect childhood. Living in an idyllic country home in the English Cotswold Village, their unique and happy-go-lucky mother, Lorelai, works to ensure that her children know they are surrounded by love and beauty and magic. This manifests itself particularly in their yearly Easter Sunday celebrations, with a garden-wide egg hunt and a lamb dinner for family and friends. Lorelai is also rigid about preserving memories – the walls of their kitchen are covered floor to ceiling with drawings that the kids have made over the years, and she makes sure to save every foil wrapper from every chocolate egg.
This story is told through a series of vignettes that take place on various Easter Sundays throughout the family’s history, and is supplemented with current-day narrative told through Meg’s eyes. In 2011, Meg is returning to her family’s home for the first time in years, where she discovers the reality of her mother’s hoarding disorder. Her siblings and father soon join her, and they slowly begin to uncover and work through what really happened on that Easter Sunday so many years ago.
Character-driven and compelling, this novel is typical Jewell. It takes you on a ride through the Bird family’s drama and shows how secrets can ruin even the strongest of relationships. However, despite the story’s many twists and turns (death, mental illness, marital affairs, and familial backstabbing included), Jewell is never heavy handed or over the top. The way that the story is told, with the present and past intermingling, leaves readers anticipating the moments when secrets are revealed and things fall apart.
If you enjoyed The House We Grew Up In for its developed characters and family secrets, some other novels you should check out are:
~Heather