There is no right or wrong way to interpret a great novel. A well-written multilayered mystery is open to interpretation. Michelle Cox's debut A Girl Like You is one of such novels. When people feel disempowered and cornered, they often start fantasizing about other people's lives to get distracted from their own misery. They start concocting fanciful plots. It's one of the coping mechanisms with the feeling of helplessness and hopelessness. This is why I wanted to share my personal interpretation of this novel as an escape fantasy that takes place in the head of a young woman who ends up with too much on her shoulders.
Henrietta Von Harmon works as a 26 girl at a corner bar on Chicago’s
northwest side. It’s 1935, but things still aren’t looking up since the
big crash and her father’s subsequent suicide, leaving Henrietta to care
for her antagonistic mother and younger siblings. Henrietta is
eventually persuaded to take a job as a taxi dancer at a local dance
hall—and just when she’s beginning to enjoy herself, the floor matron
turns up dead.
When aloof Inspector Clive Howard appears on the
scene, Henrietta agrees to go undercover for him—and is plunged into
Chicago’s grittier underworld. Meanwhile, she’s still busy playing
mother hen to her younger siblings, as well as to pesky neighborhood boy
Stanley, who believes himself in love with her and keeps popping up in
the most unlikely places, determined to keep Henrietta safe—even from
the Inspector, if need be. Despite his efforts, however, and his
penchant for messing up the Inspector’s investigation, the lovely
Henrietta and the impenetrable Inspector find themselves drawn to each
other in most unsuitable ways.
Michelle Cox's debut novel "A Girl Like You" reads like an escape fantasy. I am not sure if I am the first reader who got this impression, but I can almost see this entire story happening inside Henrietta's head. At nineteen, Henrietta finds herself with so many burdens upon her shoulders. The systemic economic depression that affects the whole country, the personal stigma of having a father who had committed suicide, the pressure from her guilt-tripping mother, the physical needs of her younger siblings who are much too young to be sympathetic. But the greatest burden of all, perhaps, is her beauty. She really hasn't figured out what to do with it, how to use to her advantage. So far, being beautiful has brought more trouble than gain. Committed as she is to helping her family survive, poor Henrietta cannot seem to keep a job. She is stuck in the vicious cycle of being assaulted by male coworkers and rowdy clients, and getting fired for sticking up for herself. She clings to her instinctive chastity and her principles, but is being chaste a luxury "a girl like her" cannot afford under the circumstances? So when Henrietta's life starts taking unexpected turns, veering off into the world of danger and mystery, as a reader, I could not help but wonder how much of it was real, and how much was imaginary. Perhaps, she never leaves the drudgery of her physical existence, and the thrilling murder mystery and her romance with Inspector Howard are mere figments of her frustrated imagination? Regardless of how you interpret Henrietta's adventures, "A Girl Like You" is an exciting read that combines gritty realism with mystery and romance.