"Close Your Eyes, Hold Hands"
By Chris Bohjalian
Wiser than the adults around her yet convinced she's a hopeless loser, Emily Shepard is a literary descendant of Holden Caulfield.
Like J.D. Salinger's famous teenage misfit, Emily relates her harrowing story of escape and survival from within the confines of a mental institution, where she's being treated for anti-social behavior and self-mutilation.
Unlike Holden, who went AWOL from his fancy prep school and wandered around New York City for a few days, excoriating phonies, the resourceful heroine of Chris Bohjalian's Close Your Eyes, Hold Hands is on the run from a full-blown nuclear disaster.
Bohjalian models the industrial accident at the center of the novel on the catastrophic meltdown at Japan's Fukushima Dai-ichi power plant in March 2011. Emily's parents, who work at the fictional plant in Vermont's rural Northeast Kingdom, are both killed in the explosion.
Emily, who's 16 at the time, is evacuated from the contaminated zone with her schoolmates but flees to Burlington, some 80 miles to the southwest, when locals and the media start blaming her dad, a plant engineer previously disciplined for drinking, for the disaster. It turns out both her parents were alcoholics, partly explaining, at least in her mind, why even before the calamity, she was one messed-up kid.
For a time Emily lives in a teen shelter, then she moves on to a squalid apartment filled with other runaways and druggies and presided over by a latter-day Fagin, who forces the girls into prostitution and makes the boys steal. .
Eventually Emily makes her way back to her family's abandoned McMansion in the contaminated woods near the plant to search for her beloved dog and to make peace with the memory of her basically decent but flawed parents.
Bohjalian delivers a thoroughly engrossing and poignant coming-of-age story set against a nightmarish backdrop as real as yesterday's headlines from Fukushima and Chernobyl.
And in Emily he's created a remarkable and complicated teenager, a passionate, intelligent girl equally capable of cutting herself with a razor blade and quoting Emily Dickinson, then explaining it all to us in a wry, honest voice as distinctive as Holden Caulfield's.