Frances de Pontes Peebles’ lyrical novel “The Air You Breathe” is a great and tragic love story — one that rivals films like “The Notebook” or “Titanic.”
Only this isn’t a story between almost forgotten lovers like Noah and Allie or Jack and Rose. This is a story about inseparable friends and confidants, deeply jealous rivals and almost sisters, Maria das Graca and Maria das Dores — two Brazilian girls who shared a name, partner, band, kiss and love for music, later becoming instrumental in redefining and popularizing the genre of 1940s samba.
Graca and Dores, Portuguese translations for “grace” and “pain,” relied, depended and stole from each other, but it was a chance that they even met and bonded at all. Dores, the book’s retrospective narrator, was a skinny dark-skinned orphan working as the help at the Brazilian sugarcane plantation that took her in. Graca was the only daughter to the Pimentels, the wealthy family that owned the plantation and recently moved back in. Since Graca and Dores were the same age, Dores was singled out and ordered to become Graca’s only playmate and schoolmate. In exchange, the Pimentels offered Dores an education in words and music. The latter, heard on a fado stage and radio broadcasts, captivated the young Graca and Dores, who shared a dream of becoming like the singers and musicians that stole their hearts.
It’s not too much of a spoiler to say that Graca and Dores eventually achieve that childhood dream with Faustian bargains, traveling to Rio de Janeiro and Hollywood. But as much as the devil gives, the devil takes. And hellhounds can come in lust, envy, pride, wrath and fear.
In “The Air You Breathe,” de Pontes Peebles skillfully writes a sexy, sinful and cinematic book of intense ambition, regret, jealousy, guilt and longing while examining race, class and impenetrable limits to one’s unlimited dreams of defying gravity.