{"product_id":"the-gifted-school-isbn-9780525534976","title":"The Gifted School","description":"\u003cb\u003e\u003cb\u003eINSTANT NATIONAL BESTSELLER\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"Wise and addictive... \u003ci\u003eThe Gifted School\u003c\/i\u003e is the juiciest novel I've read in ages... a suspenseful, laugh-out-loud page-turner and an incisive inspection of privilege, race and class.\" –J. Courtney Sullivan, author of \u003ci\u003eFriends and Strangers\u003c\/i\u003e, in \u003ci\u003eThe New York Times\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eSmart and juicy, a compulsively readable novel about a previously happy group of friends and parents that is nearly destroyed by their own competitiveness when an exclusive school for gifted children opens in the community, from the author of \u003ci\u003eThe Displacements \u003c\/i\u003eand the Oprah Book Club pick \u003ci\u003eCulpability\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThis deliciously sharp novel captures the relentless ambitions and fears that animate parents and their children in modern America, exploring the conflicts between achievement and potential, talent and privilege.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eSet in the fictional town of Crystal, Colorado, \u003ci\u003eThe Gifted School\u003c\/i\u003e is a keenly entertaining novel that observes the drama within a community of friends and parents as good intentions and high ambitions collide in a pile-up with long-held secrets and lies. Seen through the lens of four families who've been a part of one another's lives since their kids were born over a decade ago, the story reveals not only the lengths that some adults are willing to go to get ahead, but the effect on the group's children, sibling relationships, marriages, and careers, as simmering resentments come to a boil and long-buried, explosive secrets surface and detonate. It's a humorous, keenly observed, timely take on ambitious parents, willful kids, and the pursuit of prestige, no matter the cost.\"A page-turning meditation on what it means to be gifted — and how far parents will go to prove it.\"—NPR\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"[A] timely and relevant read for the summer.\" –Oprahmag.com\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"Holsinger’s sharp observation, knack for dialogue, acerbic social commentary and droll descriptive gifts all add up to a heady brew. As the adults scheme intently and their beleaguered children act out their frustrations, \u003ci\u003eThe Gifted School \u003c\/i\u003ebecomes a sharp, skeptical primer on how things stand in 2010s America where everyone is desperate to get their slice of an ever-shrinking economic pie.\"—\u003ci\u003eThe Boston Globe\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"A surprisingly hopeful novel. There’s a sweetness to its resolution, a satisfying possibility that no matter what monsters we parents are at times, we can still graduate to something better.\"—Ron Charles, \u003ci\u003eThe Washington Post\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003ci\u003e \u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"Holsinger renders his helicopter moms and soccer dads so precisely that one understands their motivations, even feels their longing and pride. . . [\u003ci\u003eThe Gifted School\u003c\/i\u003e] exposes how easily a mix of good intentions, self-delusions, and minor sins can escalate into the kind of skullduggery that might prompt an F.B.I. sting.\"—\u003ci\u003eThe New Yorker\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"Clever and \u003ci\u003eau courant.\u003c\/i\u003e . . top of the syllabus for book clubs.\"—\u003ci\u003ePeople\u003c\/i\u003e \u003ci\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/i\u003e\"Wise and addictive...\u003ci\u003e The Gifted School\u003c\/i\u003e is the juiciest novel I've read in ages... a suspenseful, laugh-out-loud page-turner and an incisive inspection of privilege, race and class. . . .The book goes down as easy as a gin and tonic on a summer day, but the takeaway is damning. In their quest to give their offspring the best, these parents have committed, as one member of the group realizes too late, 'a collective crime against childhood..\"—J. Courtney Sullivan in \u003ci\u003eThe New York Times\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"A thoughtful, engaging examination of a subject torn from the headlines: how parents succumb to a kind of temporary insanity as they jockey for position, status, and prestige—for their children and for themselves. Recommended for parents and for fans of literary fiction.\"—\u003ci\u003eLibrary Journal\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003ci\u003e \u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"Reading this is way more fun than taking a standardized test, trust me.\"—Popsugar \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"\u003ci\u003eThe Gifted School\u003c\/i\u003e is not only a book to add to your list this summer for pure entertainment, but because it skewers the intense, high-stakes culture of parenting prevalent in so many suburbs and in the upper echelons.\" – \u003ci\u003eReal Simple\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e \"Like \u003ci\u003eBig Little Lies\u003c\/i\u003e with   standardized testing, this addictive novel digs hard into the culture of   striving parents and anxious children, exploring privilege, competition and   the elusiveness of happiness. A deeply pleasurable read.\" - Meg Wolitzer, \u003ci\u003eNew York Times-\u003c\/i\u003ebestselling   author of \u003ci\u003eThe Female Persuasion\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"Bright, and expertly observed.\" –   \u003ci\u003eTown \u0026amp; Country\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e\"A (hilariously) timely book explores   the lengths to which privileged parents will go to get their kids a top   education.\"—\u003ci\u003eNew York Post\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003e \u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"Reminiscent   of Liane Moriarty’s \u003ci\u003eBig Little Lies\u003c\/i\u003e, \u003ci\u003eThe Gifted School\u003c\/i\u003e is a   story of trouble in paradise with timely commentary on hyper-parenting and   the lengths to which parents will go to ensure that their kids remain   ‘exceptional.” – \u003ci\u003eBookPage\u003c\/i\u003e \u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e \"An     insular epic that questions the notion of meritocracy, the hypocrisy of     white liberalism, and the politics that trickle from the adult world down     to their children.\" –\u003ci\u003eThe Paris Review\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \"Addictive, whip-smart, acutely observed and sharply funny, \u003ci\u003eThe     Gifted School \u003c\/i\u003etrains its lens on a community where a talented child is     a social commodity and asks how far some families might be willing to go in     pursuit of status. A delicious read.\" – Gilly Macmillan, \u003ci\u003eNew     York Times-\u003c\/i\u003ebestselling author of \u003ci\u003eWhat She Knew\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \"I LOVED THIS NOVEL. Pitch perfect, razor sharp, compulsively readable     and rich with delicious detail, this darkly funny satire combines the     gimlet-eyed world view of Jonathan Franzen with the propulsive narration of     Liane Moriarty. I can’t remember the last time I’ve enjoyed a novel as     much.\"—\u003ci\u003e Christina Baker Kline, \u003c\/i\u003e#1\u003ci\u003e New York     Times-\u003c\/i\u003ebestselling author \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \"[Holsinger’s] subject of parents charging past every ethical restraint     in pursuit of crème de la crème education could not be more timely, and     the \u003ci\u003eBig Little Lies\u003c\/i\u003etreatment creates a deliciously repulsive     and eerily current page-turner.\"— Kirkus, starred review\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"Sharply entertaining…This depiction of     the depths to which some parents will stoop to win social advantage for     their offspring makes for a smart, piercing novel, and timely given recent     headlines.\" —\u003ci\u003ePublishers Weekly\u003c\/i\u003e, Starred Review\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \"I was blown away by \u003ci\u003eThe Gifted School\u003c\/i\u003e. A smart,     insightful, and engrossing story about how the prospect of getting their     children into a school for the gifted causes a group of competitive parents     to comport themselves in the most unseemly and ultimately destructive ways.     Snapping with tension, this is a book for our times. It will push a lot of     buttons for a lot of people.\" — Shari Lapena,\u003ci\u003e New York     Times-\u003c\/i\u003ebestselling author of \u003ci\u003eThe Couple Next Door\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cb\u003eBruce Holsinger\u003c\/b\u003e teaches at the University of Virginia and is the recipient of a Guggenheim Fellowship.\u003cp\u003e\u003cu\u003e9.\u003c\/u\u003e\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e \u003ci\u003eRose\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe school came up a few minutes after the blessing. Edgar was reaching around to refill wine glasses when he asked, “So, Rose, will y’all be putting in for this academy?”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e “What’s that, Edgar?” \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e “It’s the new—Samantha, hon.” He raised his voice. “What’s that special school you were talking about with my eldest grandson? The gifted school.”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e The word \u003ci\u003egifted\u003c\/i\u003e slashed like a guillotine through other topics. Around the table the talk ceased. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e “It’s called Crystal Academy, Dad,” Samantha said into the silence. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e “A private?” Azra asked, apparently as clueless as Rose. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e “No actually.” Lauren leaned in, turtling out her short neck. “It’s a public magnet school for the profoundly gifted.”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e “They’re hailing it as the Stuyvesant of the Rockies,” said Kev grandly.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e “A high school?” Rose’s question.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e “Grades six through eight in the lower school, and the upper school is nine through twelve.”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“Oh,” said Rose. \u003ci\u003eProfoundly gifted. \u003c\/i\u003eWords to make the bones sing. This must be the mysterious “other option” Samantha had been hedging about at RockSalt last week. “What, a city school, just for Crystal kids?” \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e “Oh no,” said Kev. “It’s a joint venture between the City of Crystal and the Four Counties.”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e “All five school districts?” Gareth asked. “But that’s a huge pool of eligible students.”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e “No kidding,” said Samantha. “Over a hundred thousand kids for just a thousand spots.”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e “The one percent,” Blakey observed snidely. Everyone laughed but she was right: one in a hundred. Kev’s acerbic sister was enjoying the conversation, Rose could tell, watching the reactions among her sister-in-law’s friends as they took in the news about the school. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e “How does admissions work?” Azra asked.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e “They’re doing it as a test-in.” Lauren, happily in the know. “A first round of CogPROs in the districts starting in March, then more individualized assessments in a second round.”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e “CogPROs?” someone asked.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e “Cognitive Proficiency Test,” said Lauren. “It’s a standard IQ battery.”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Over her wine glass Rose looked a question at Gareth and he shrugged it right back. Neither of them had heard a word about this school. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e “Where are they building it?” Gareth asked.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e “The upper school will be out in Kendall County,” Kev answered. “But the lower school is going in the old Maple Hill site.”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e “Six or seven blocks from here.” Samantha nodded vaguely west, in the direction of her back deck.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e “It’s a done deal,” said Kev. “The contractor’s an old buddy of mine and they finalized the building permits last week. The refurbish kicks off in January. They’ll be up and running by July, hiring staff this spring for a fall opening. These guys are moving fast.”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003ci\u003eHow do you know all this?\u003c\/i\u003e The question never reached Rose’s lips, because the Zellars always knew, and besides, Kev had been on City Council the last three years. Any big building project in town, let alone one as visible as a new magnet school, would already be on his radar. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e  “So, Rose, will you apply for Emma Q?” said Edgar, still pressing for an answer.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e “Who knows.” Rose was already seeing years of small classes, innovative pedagogy, Barnard admissions staff cooing in approval. “We might check it out.”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e “And what about you, Tessa?” Blakey said. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Rose looked up. Blakey was leaning over her plate, looking at Lauren’s daughter in a not entirely friendly way. She had a surly mouth and flat affect that made her come off like a disaffected cop. “Think you’ll apply?” \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Tessa, chewing, held up a finger. “I’m not really the gifted type,” she mumbled after she swallowed.\u003cbr\u003e “Well you’re obviously a bright young lady,” Edgar said. His gaze wandered down to the top of her dress, a low-cut green velvet or velour, one of her own creations. “And everyone has gifts of some sort or another.”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Tessa screwed up her face. “I like to draw, I guess.”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e “Do you now,” he said. “And what is it you like to draw, sweetie? Landscapes, that kind of thing?”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e “Mostly fashion. Like clothes, outfits.” She pushed a strand of hair behind her ear. “Shoes sometimes,” she said.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e “Tessa has an incredible sense of style,” Azra put in from four seats down. “Tessa, tell them what you told me the other day. At BloomAgain.” She looked around the table. “Tessa’s been working for me at my store, a secondhand consignment place,” she explained. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“Oh,” Tessa said. She looked resistant and uncomfortable. She pushed at her hair some more. The table had remained silent, everyone curious about the exchange. Rose stole a look at Samantha, who had already started in on the rapid sequence of blinks she performed when impatient. (Wouldn’t do to have the Zellar Thanksgiving banter hijacked by an outsider, let alone a troubled young woman like Tessa Frye.) \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e “You said you think of dressing as an art form,” Azra coaxed. “Like sculpture or painting, right? But instead of stone or canvas you’re working with people.”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Tessa’s napkin was pressed to her lips. She removed it and started weaving it through her fingers.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e “Well,” she said, looking at Edgar, “it’s kind of hard to explain. Sometimes I can see the shapes of faces and I understand, like, exactly what kind of outfit would work with those cheeks, or that haircut. Or what colors people should be wearing to complement the hue of their irises, or the shade of their skin. I also think about fabrics a lot, like texture and density and the way things hang. Sometimes I think about what a pair of pants would sound like when the legs touch, depending on the fabric. The resonance of that. I remember my dad had this barn coat he always wore when I was little. It was made out of this thick cotton-wool blend that—”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e  “And who’s that lucky fellow—your daddy?” Edgar surveyed the crowded table, assuming one of the non-Zellar men there that day was Tessa’s father.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e “He’s dead,” Tessa said, watching him.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e “Goodness.” Edgar looked stricken. “I’m sorry, dear.”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e “That’s okay,” Tessa went on, more brightly now, opening up. “Anyway it was a cotton-wool blend that I’ve never seen in anything else since. When I scratched his pocket with my fingernail it made this beautiful ringing sound, and I keep thinking if I got some of that cloth and made something with it I could hear that same sound again. It’s stupid, but.” \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e With her eyes still on Kev’s father she forked a piece of turkey and chewed it slowly.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“Well,” said Edgar after a pause. “You do sound like a gifted young lady.” He reached across Blakey’s plate to pat Tessa’s hand. “Quite an imagination.”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e “That’s so nice,” said Tessa, scooping her head over her food. “I could show you my sketches after we eat, if you want.”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Then—\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e “Hey Tessa?” Lauren barked sharply down the table, before Edgar could reply. “Let’s just see if we can get you through junior year, okay? We’ll consider that a victory.”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Tessa’s eyes flashed then dimmed. She looked down at her plate. The table went still, the only sound in Rose’s ears the clink of silver on china. From her angle Lauren’s face was obscured but Azra and Gareth were staring across at her, appalled. Samantha was looking off somewhere, lips pale and taut. Even the children had picked up on the sudden hush. Rose looked down into the parlor at the first kids’ table and saw Emma Zellar’s eyes roving from Tessa to Edgar to Lauren and back, missing nothing; and there was Q beside her, neck bent over her food, gobbling through a gravy-soaked pile of mashed potatoes.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e “Well Happy Thanksgiving,” someone deadpanned into the silence. One of Kev’s brothers, Rose thought. Blakey made a low cruel laugh, and immediately Rose could see how this exchange would be parsed up in Steamboat, the big family cackling over that unfiltered friend of Samantha’s who’d been such a bitch to her peculiar daughter. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Rose got a patch of heat in her throat, feeling for Tessa—but oddly for Lauren, too, the way she had tainted the meal. 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