A page-turner of a plot alone usually is not enough to keep me reading long into the night, abandoning my dreams for a writer’s creative imaginings. Bret Anthony Johnston delivers the special something that makes a book worth losing sleep over: a masterfully designed architecture of psychological truths and observations that build ironclad believability.
Just a couple of chapters into “Remember Me Like This,” I cared enough about the family to live in this novel until Johnston delivered the final word. Like the best contemporary American authors, he abstains from sermonizing and builds his story with description and the accumulation of telling details.
Johnston, a graduate of the Iowa Writers’ Workshop and a recipient of a National Endowment for the Arts Literature Fellowship, is the director of Creative Writing at Harvard University.
The author delivers an intimate sense of place with the Texas Coastal Bend area as the setting for his debut novel. He drops familiar names and locations: Whataburger, HEB grocery stores, Alamo Fireworks stands, Mustang Island.
Never miss a local story.
Suffering the region’s searing summer heat is a continuing theme, and Johnston surely writes from experience when describing how a hot car seat can burn right through denim jeans.
“On the beach,” Johnston writes, “people tried holding out for a breeze from the Gulf, but when the gusts blew ashore, they were humid and harsh, kicking up sand that stung like wasps.”
The story begins with what other novels would offer as a happy ending: almost-16-year-old kidnapping survivor Justin is returned to his family after four years. By the time he returns home, Justin’s parents, Eric and Laura, are disfigured by grief, shame, fear, anger — the whole gamut of emotions associated with losing a child.
They have been diminished by the “pitiful and sadistic glances” of sympathetic neighbors and by feeling defined by Justin’s absence.
Neighbors notice the grieving Eric looks slackened after years of trying to keep the faith, of working with the police and continuing to post missing-child fliers. “Each week there seemed a little less of him.”
Justin’s family initially revels in the renewal and elation of having Justin back. Laura seems reincarnated after an emotional death and returns to her role at the heart of the family.
All of them, including younger brother Griff, are reanimated by Justin’s return and are somewhat in awe of him. “Eric wasn’t yet accustomed to seeing him again, and everything that his son came in contact with seemed to radiate, to shine in new and pure ways.”
Inevitably, however, the family is re-traumatized when some of their fears about how Justin was treated by his captor are slowly confirmed. Laura studies up on Stockholm syndrome. Eric stakes out the kidnapper’s family. A trial looms.
In Johnston’s hands, the happy ending of a son returned home is the beginning of a story that evokes reflections on what it means to be lost. Johnston illustrates that only the lucky few get a chance to learn firsthand that pain is associated with being found.
Remember Me Like This: A Novel, by Bret Anthony Johnston (384 pages; Random House; $26)