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Few authors have understood the tender intricacies of relationships better than the incomparable Belva Plain. For three decades her deeply moving epics have captivated the hearts and imaginations of readers everywhere. Now, in her final novel, she comes full circle with the themes she took up in her very first work, Evergreen, bringing us this unforgettable story of family and friendship, love and marriage, the challenges of life and the true secret of happiness. Though Iris Stern considers herself a modern woman, with a successful academic career and a happy marriage, she still holds steadfast to her old-fashioned sensibilities. But as the mother of three adult children, each with their own lives and burdens to bear, she often finds those sensibilities called into question when confronted with the choices her children have made. For one of Iriss daughters, its the choice of a fresh start in New York Cityand a last chance to save her troubled marriage. While Laura and Robbie cope with an impending separation and its effect on Iriss young granddaughter, Iris herself must come to grips with the discovery of a long-held family secret. But its an emotional parting of another kind that looms most prominently on Iriss horizonas neither her beloved husband, nor the solidity of her own marriage, is immune to the ravages of time. Through separations and reunions, the changes we cannot avoid and the love that sustains, Iris will weather whatever lies ahead with a faith that cannot be shaken. Like the inmost rings of a tree that abide through the generations, she will be as strong as heartwood.

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DELL BOOKS BY BELVA PLAIN Crossroads The Sight of the Stars Her Fathers - photo 1
DELL BOOKS BY BELVA PLAIN

Crossroads
The Sight of the Stars
Her Fathers House
Looking Back
After the Fire
Fortunes Hand
Legacy of Silence
Homecoming
Secrecy
Promises
The Carousel
Daybreak
Whispers
Treasures
Harvest
Blessings
Tapestry
The Golden Cup
Crescent City
Eden Burning
Random Winds
Evergreen

Heartwood is a work of fiction Names characters places and incidents are - photo 2

Heartwood is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are the products of the authors imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

Copyright 2011 by Bar-Nan Creations, Inc.

All rights reserved.

Published in the United States by Delacorte Press, an imprint of The Random House Publishing Group, a division of Random House, Inc., New York.

D ELACORTE P RESS is a registered trademark of Random House, Inc., and the colophon is a trademark of Random House, Inc.

Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication Data
Plain, Belva.
Heartwood : a novel / Belva Plain.
p. cm.
eISBN: 978-0-440-33993-9
1. Domestic fiction. I. Title.
PS3566.L254H43 2011
813.54dc22 2010042030

www.bantamdell.com

Jacket design: Elizabeth Shapiro
Jacket illustration: Francis Livingston

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GATHERING

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The family is the country of the heart.

GIUSEPPE MAZZINI

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Chapter One
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I ris Stern turned her car into the parking lot in front of the supermarket and sighed; there wasnt an empty place to be found. Of course not. It was three days before Thanksgiving! What was worse, she was going to be back here all over again tomorrow when she came to pick up the fresh turkey the supermarket was holding for her. Shed have to get up at the crack of dawn to make it ahead of the crowd.

A more organized woman would not have found herself in this predicament. For instance, Iriss daughter, Laura, would have been shopping and cooking and freezing side dishes for weeks. You make the holiday so hard for yourself, Laura told her once, doing it all at the last minute.

Iris had tried to explain that she couldnt make herself think about sweet potato casseroles and cranberry sauce when her mind was still full of the classes she was teaching at her college. She was a professor with a full course load, and she wanted to have all the exams graded, all the lectures given, and all the office appointments cleared from her calendar; then she could focus on sweet potatoes.

But you need to learn to compartmentalize, Laura said. Its simple. And for Laura it was.

It certainly had been for Iriss mother, Anna. Even today seven years after Mamas deathshed died in 1972Iris could still remember the ease with which Anna had run her home and family while devoting hours to her charities, and somehow always managing to look as if shed just stepped out of a bandbox. There had been a time when Iris had compared herself to her mother and had felt woefully inadequate. And if she was honest about it, she still did a little, but not nearly as much as she once had, because shed finally gathered up her courage and gone to graduate school to earn her PhD. Her degree was in special educationshed always been a gifted teacherand now she trained young people who were planning to go into the field themselves. To her surprise and delight, shed become one of the most popular professors on her campus, and this success had made it easier to remember her mothers formidable skills as a cook and hostess. Skills that Laura, who looked exactly like Anna, had inherited.

If it hadnt been for Laura, Iris would not be racing back to the supermarket tomorrow for that fresh turkey. We cant serve one thats been frozen, Mom! Laura had protested, making it sound as if Iris had proposed feeding the family fast food from a hamburger place. Since Laura would be flying in from her home in Southern California the following evening and doing most of the cooking for the holiday meal, Iris had bowed to the voice of authority and ordered the unfrozen bird. Today she was shopping for the rest of the items on a list that Laura had dictated to her over the phone.

If she could ever manage to find a parking space! Shed already reached the end of the first row of parked cars with no luck. She made a careful turn around a blue station wagon that was sticking out slightly in the line of traffic and started down the next row at a snails pace. Thank goodness she had plenty of time today.

Thanksgiving was Iriss favorite holiday; there was something so undemanding about it. There were no presents to be bought and wrapped and then opened with false exclamations that this was exactly what you had wanted. There were no tiny candles to be blown out as you tried to smile about the creeping passage of time. And there were none of the more complicated feelings Iris sometimes had during the traditional Jewish holidays. Holidays that Iriss husband, Theo, refused to hold in their home. Theo had been born into a prominent Jewish family in Austria in the 1900s, and he had lost everyone, including his young wife and child, in the Holocaust. It had been more than three decades since those horrors, but he still could not forgive the God who had allowed such things to happen.

So it was Iriss second son, Jimmy, who, with his wife, Janet, did the honors for the Sterns on Rosh Hashanah, Yom Kippur, Hannukah and Passover. Theo did go with Iris to Jimmy and Janets home to celebrate these holidays, as he had gone to her parents house before Anna and Joseph died, and Iris had always told herself she was content with that; marriage was a series of compromises after all. And Janet did the holidays efficiently and smoothly, as she did everything. But lately Iris had started to feel a little well, cheated was probably the right word.

She remembered her mother on the holidays. Anna had presided over tables that groaned with the food she had cooked; the pot roasts with rich dark gravy, and crisp potato pancakes, the stuffed fish in silky jelly, carrots sweet with prunes, and apple strudels wrapped in crisp buttery crusts and running with cinnamon-flavored juices. On the holidays Mamas table had gleamed with the fine china, sparkling silverware, and crystal that had been bought for just such occasions. The grandest of grand occasions, because they were for the family.

Of course Iris would never manage that level of splendor, she knew that. But there were times when she thought perhaps she would like to create her own traditions. And perhaps her grandchildren would remember them fondly. She was in her fifties, with sixty looming, a middle-aged woman, although that was a misnomer because how many people lived to be a hundred and twenty? She had two grandchildren already, and hopefully there would be more. Suddenly it seemed very important that they have fond memories of her. Funny, how you woke up one day and wanted immortality when you never had it before.

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