The senior Delaneys may have been inspired and crafty on court, but at home they give in to crude laments that their apples have fallen so far afield.Īs furious as the Delaney children were about the family interloper, they remain oddly blasé about their mother’s disappearance. Despite their athletic prowess none of them made it to center court at Wimbledon - a tall order, if you ask me. While Stan simmers in front of the television, Joy putters about, baffled by her four towering, worrisome children, whose failure to produce a single offspring enrages her. But after selling their tennis academy they’ve had too much energy and too little purpose. Their union seems perfect both on and off the court - that is, until Joy goes missing a few months before her 70th birthday.įor decades, the Delaneys dominated mixed doubles and celebrated their wins with rowdy displays of affection that raised eyebrows in the clubhouse. When we meet the Delaneys - petite, spunky Joy and her hulking bear of a husband, Stan, both former Australian tennis stars - they’ve logged nearly 50 years of a passionate yet complex marriage. I couldn’t quite square the title of Liane Moriarty’s new novel, “Apples Never Fall,” with the family story it unfurls.
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