Rebecca, Not Becky

In the vein of Such a Fun Age, a whip-smart, compulsively readable novel about two upper-class stay-at-home mothersone white, one Blackliving in a "perfect" suburb that explores motherhood, friendship, and the true meaning of sisterhood amidst the backdrop of Americas all-too-familiar racial reckoning. DeAndrea Whitman, her husband Malik, and their five-year-old daughter, Nina, are new to the upper-crust white suburb of Rolling Hills, Virginiaa move motivated by circumstance rather than choice. DeAndrea is heartbroken to leave her comfortable life in the Black oasis of Atlanta, and between her mother-in-laws Alzheimer's diagnosis, her daughter starting kindergarten, and the overwhelming whiteness of Rolling Hills, she finds herself struggling to adjust to her new community. To ease the transition, her therapist proposes a challenge: make a white girlfriend. When Rebecca Myland learns about her new neighbors, the Whitmans, she's thrilled. As chair of the Parent Diversity Committee at her daughters school, shes championed racial diversity in the communityand what could be better than a brand-new Black family? Its serendipitous when her daughter, Isabella, and Nina become best friends on the first day of kindergarten. Now, Rebecca can put everything shes learned about antiracism into practiceespecially those oh-so-informative social media posts. And finally, the Parent Diversity Committee will have some well, diversity. Following her therapists suggestion, DeAndrea reluctantly joins Rebeccas committee. The painfully earnest white woman is so overly eager it makes DeAndrea wonder if Rebeccas therapist told her to make a Black friend! But when Rolling Hills rising racial sentiments bring the two women together in common cause, they find it isnt the only thing they have in common. . . .