I picked up 'Chances Are...' on a whim because the cover had this nostalgic vibe, and boy, was I in for a ride. The story revolves around three old friends—Lincoln, Teddy, and Mickey—who reunite at Martha’s Vineyard decades after a pivotal summer in their youth. The book digs into their shared past, especially the mysterious disappearance of a woman they all loved, Jacy. Richard Russo’s writing is so immersive; he weaves between timelines effortlessly, making you feel the weight of their regrets and unanswered questions. It’s part mystery, part meditation on friendship and fate, with Russo’s signature warmth and humor shining through.
The characters feel achingly real, especially how they grapple with aging and the roads not taken. Lincoln’s a professor, Teddy’s a tiny-press publisher, and Mickey’s a musician—each carrying their own scars. The way Russo explores male friendship, with all its unspoken tensions and loyalties, hit me hard. And that ending? No spoilers, but it left me staring at the ceiling for a good hour, replaying everything in my head.