Recipe For A Happy Life: A Novel - Plot & Excerpts
No crowds. No weekend refugees. No reservations. Best of all, no traffic. Nate has insisted that we take advantage of this, so today—the day before my mother comes out to spend the rest of the summer in the Hamptons with us—we’re taking a leisurely drive out to the tip of Long Island. Out to Montauk. He tells me that the drive will clear my mind and prepare me for my mother’s arrival. It’s one of those perfect summer days, the kind of day when the sun is out, but it’s not too hot. A breeze is coming off the ocean, and there’s hardly any humidity in the air. Nate is wearing a T-shirt with a pair of khaki cargo shorts. He’s even got on a baseball cap. I love that he’s forgone the usual Hamptons summer uniform of collared polo shirt and pressed khakis. I, myself, am wearing one of my Vivienne-approved outfits, a white halter sundress with flats. Nate comes to the door and rings the bell, ever the gentleman. My grandmother loves the fact that he doesn’t stay in his car and merely honk his horn at me.
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