For me, Elizabeth Berg is a quiet writer. She writes about women, not famous ones nor rich ones, and follows them through life changing events that unfold slowly in the novel.
Bette is on a road trip from Boston to the Midwest. "..my mind seemed to uncrinkle, to breathe, to present to itself a cure for a disease it had not, until now, known it had. Rather than the back of an airline seat or endless, identical rest stops on the interstate, I saw farmhouses in the middle of protective strands of trees, silos reaching for the sky, barns faded to the soft red of tomato soup.."
Her beloved husband had died, and she was totally lost. During their happy marriage, they hadn't needed many friends. Now, she was lost. What to do next? All the plans she had made with John were now useless.
Bette moves to a small town near Chicago and slowly recovers from the shock of the death and starts to plan her future. And, she wants to enjoy life, a piece at a time.
Part of the pleasure is to slowly return to the personality that she had when she was in college.
This novel is sad in certain portions, but Bette soldiers on, with some setbacks.
Even though I may never experience widowhood, Berg does a great job in showing what a widow would probably experience.