Luisa’s mother is a maid on a sugar plantation on a
Caribbean island, and I had at first assumed that she was the servant in the
title. Luisa’s father, however, is the
son of the plantation owner. The father
uproots the family and relocates them to New York, where they get by as best
they can. They are actually American
citizens, thanks to Luisa’s grandfather, but Luisa ops to drop out of school at
15 to become a maid herself, much to the disappointment of her friends and this
reader. I understand where she’s coming
from, though. Her only real exposure to
a better life is in the homes of her customers, and she can’t fathom reaching
that kind of prosperity herself. Another
fallacy in her thinking is her fantasy that her island home is just the way she
left it, and she harbors a constant determination to go back, perhaps even
permanently. In any case, the novel
follows Luisa through an eclectic series of customers, who are all unique and
sometimes compassionate but sometimes not.
One particular betrayal by a client drives a wedge between Luisa and a
loved one but spurs her to action to break the unfulfilling pattern of her
life. Up until this point, I would
venture that she has been living vicariously through her customers, and I think
she’s overdue for realizing that she, too, can lead a rich life, with or
without riches. Paula Fox’s recent death
prompted me to read this book, and now I wonder how typical it is of her
overall body of work.
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