Loving Frank by Nancy Horan

Bill and I heading to Chicago in a couple of weeks so thought I’d read this novel about Frank Llyod Wright and the love of his life (not his wife, poor Catherine) Mamah Borthwick. They left their families to be together – the suffering they each endured as a result of that decision is beautifully rendered by Horan. The suffering of those left behind is no less delicately handled. The beauty of the writing is that the reader (me) vacillates between knowing they did the right thing and knowing they did not. How like life itself! “”Is the heart that is broken considered so much more valuable than the one who must cause the pain lest she (sic) herself perish?” How many women’s souls have perished over the millenia I wonder …