THE LIMITS

In Tahiti and New York, a white family splintered by divorce and geography confronts problems during the pandemic.

Freudenberger's fourth novel opens underwater in Polynesia on the last day of 2020, where French marine biologist Nathalie is scuba diving when she is called to shore to take a phone call. It's her ex-husband's second wife phoning from New York to say they have lost track of 15-year-old Pia, who hasn't been seen for several days. This particular plotline, which unfolds over the course of a day, is one among several in this complex novel with five point-of-view characters: Nathalie; her ex, Stephen, a physician in the intensive care unit of a New York hospital; their daughter, Pia; Stephen's pregnant second wife, Kate, a high school teacher; and Athyna, one of Kate's students, a Black girl who cares for her toddler nephew. The apparent threat and suspense generated by the missing-teenager story attenuates fairly quickly, and this slackening is echoed in so many other threads that it almost seems a motif. There's a secret email correspondence, a snarky hidden notebook, an age-inappropriate infatuation, a car accident on a Long Island expressway, a character who walks into a chainsaw blade; there's the politics of colonialism, nuclear testing, and coral mining; and of course, there's the Covid-era ICU and the pregnancy. It would be a lot to worry about, but after a while, you realize you don't need to worry. "I have the balls," says one character, explaining why one of the bad things has been called off, "not the stomach." As in Freudenberger's previous work, scientific points are well integrated and explained, and the intelligent, precise narration is a pleasure, with graceful depiction of the characters' inner lives.

Too much and not enough.