Marise had spent years pouring herself into her family, her Vermont home, her husband's happiness. Then one September morning, her youngest child climbs onto the school bus and she stands alone in the driveway, suddenly aware that she has become a stranger to herself. The marriage is kind, the life comfortable, but somewhere along the way her own desires and dreams went quiet. As the year unfolds, Marise begins drawing new people into her world, asking harder questions, confronting what it means to want more than duty. This was the second best-selling novel in America in 1921, a counterpoint to Sinclair Lewis's Main Street, but where Lewis dissected small-town hypocrisy, Fisher mapped something more intimate: the invisible erosion of a woman's selfhood, and the terrifying act of asking for more. The book also contained an audacious passage criticizing racial prejudice in Georgia, making it the first major bestseller to do so. Nearly a century later, it remains startling in its honesty about marriage, desire, and the cost of putting everyone else first.
