California has had it pretty rough over the past few years. Our budget is in shambles to the extent that we will be shutting down a number of state parks, laying off thousands of teachers, and taking away state employees’
guns cell phones. Our ex-governor’s latest paternity-related issues are pretty much the least of our collective worries. So when I saw the title of this book, I assumed it was some nonfiction work prognosticating the inevitable downfall of our state.
Not so! Turns out it is a work of fiction (take that Tejas!) about a family (the Ruins, of course) and the coming of age of a daughter with divorced parents in the 1970s: one parent living in Los Angeles and the other in San Francisco. Can’t get much more California than that!