Boop and Eve's Road Trip by Mary Helen Sheriff
10/6/20; 304 pages
She Writes Press
Boop and Eve's Road Trip by Mary Helen Sheriff is a recommended Southern family saga following a road trip of a grandmother and granddaughter.
Eve Prince hates college, is fed up with her mother Justine's expectations, and is concerned about her best friend who seems to be MIA. She wants to borrow her grandmother's car to search for her friend, but when her grandmother Boop hears this, she suggests a road trip for both of them, with a stop in to see Boop's sister. The two can see Victoria, Boop's exacting sister, and then head to the beach house where Eve is sure her best friend is staying. There are other generational secrets and unfulfilled desires going on behind the scene and a road trip may be just the thing to get Eve talking and to allow Boop to maybe share a secret she has held for almost sixty years.
On the surface this is a story of a road trip after a granddaughter's
disastrous first year at college and to help a grandmother reach her
sister's house. It is also a novel about how depression can overtake
your life and acceptance of children with special needs. It covers
controlling parents expecting too much from their children and those who
try to control other people's lives. Most of all it is about family and
how even the most messed up relationships can be mended if you truly
pay attention to what is said.
I liked this novel- I really did, but while this novel drips Southern
charm and on a deeper level even the most cynical reader will wish the
best for Boop and Eve, as well as the rest of the extended family and
friends, there are some hurdles the rest of us need to overcome to reach
this epiphany. First is the name "Boop" for a grandmother. Enough said.
Next is the sprinkling of "ain't" and other grammatical problems
throughout Boop's dialogue.
Finally, the tallest hurdle of all is the plethora of Boop's folksy
Southern sayings liberally sprinkled throughout the entire text, things
like "life's full of rotten eggs. Hope's what keeps the chicken's
laying" and plenty of "butter my butt and call it a biscuit" sorts of
things. I struggled mightily overlooking and accepting them. This may be
a flaw on my part and I will accept that, but if you believe these
issues may bother you, keep that in mind.