Love of parents, love of children, love of siblings, love of friends, love of country, love of wisdom, sexual passion...
Peggy Avakian’s older brother, Mark, discovered the Classical Greek, Seven Kinds of Love, in a book when he was fifteen. He had a way of finding amazing things and passing them on to Peggy. But Peggy had to get away from their sad little box on Long Island.
She moved up to Tufts University.
As the story begins, Peggy’s graduated and her last tangible connection with family is a sixteenth century Italian drawing her long lost brother found years before. She wants to give the drawing back to Mark but first she has to find out who made it and what it’s worth. That seems to mean stalking Eric Matheson, a curator at the Museum of Fine Arts in Boston, as he manages to keep the answers to himself.
Peggy’s quest drags her from Boston to San Francisco to New York to Oxford to Dublin. What she lacks in money, she compensates for in stoicism.
Eric Matheson resents any involvement with pushy young Peggy or her damned drawing. More and more, it’s an involvement that breaks his hold on life, especially because her crazy stalking involves his family. And Eric loves his family in ways self-absorbed Peggy can only imagine.
Peggy tells her side of the story first and then Eric tells his side.