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Lucinda BerryA modern alternative to SparkNotes and CliffsNotes, SuperSummary offers high-quality Study Guides with detailed chapter summaries and analysis of major themes, characters, and more.
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In The Best of Friends, the loss of a child, with all its life-shattering upheavals, is surveyed from three distinct perspectives. Kendra, the novel’s first narrator, grapples with an almost inconceivable tragedy: the shooting death of 16-year-old Sawyer, her “favorite” son. Meanwhile, Jacob, the son of Lindsey, the second narrator, hovers in a coma, tempting his parents with illusions of hope. Caleb, the third teen involved in the shooting, has escaped physical injury or death but becomes a silent or sobbing shell of his former self, unable or unwilling to tell anyone what he saw or did. Caleb’s possible culpability in the shooting also puts him at risk of imprisonment; as Dani mourns to herself, “Caleb won’t survive jail” (37). But whatever the judicial outcome, Caleb’s firsthand witness of his best friends’ life-ending injuries has undoubtedly scarred him for life, as it has all the families. Berry focuses on how trauma fractures identity for the parents, who each respond to loss by clinging to rituals and objects that anchor them to the world that existed before.
Kendra grieves the hardest, cocooning herself in Sawyer’s bedroom for much of the day and night, “inhaling him” through his unlaundered clothes and bedsheets, which she has forbidden her family to wash. This fixation on her son’s belongings and scents signifies her failure to find closure and move on, reflecting the reality that, weeks after the shooting, his murder is still a mystery that torments her. Her crushing need to find “justice” for Sawyer soon drives a wedge between herself and her two friends, whose sons were involved in the shooting, and she becomes increasingly suspicious of them and their motives. As with all three friends, Kendra’s grief also fuels furious arguments with her husband. As she grimly observes, many marriages do not survive the death of a child. Between lashing out at her friends and taking prescribed anti-anxiety pills for panic attacks, Kendra searches Sawyer’s room and cellphone relentlessly for “clues,” desperate for a culprit. It matters little that her main suspect, Sawyer’s best friend Jacob, is forever “stuck in [the] purgatory” (157) of a coma. For many who have lost a loved one, the quest for justice becomes an end, a way of filling the hole in one’s heart and life and bestowing meaning on the loss, even if the tragedy shows every sign of having been an accident. Even after the shooting is finally explained, Kendra refuses to let go of her son: Persevering in her quest for closure, she joins a spiritualist “support group” that offers a supernatural form of solace to grief-stricken parents, a recourse that Dani considers “the saddest and creepiest thing I’ve ever heard” (270). Kendra’s obsessive behavior reflects a need to reassert control over the uncontrollable—a hallmark of grief psychology. Her story underscores the limitations of traditional mourning rituals in the face of violent, unexplained death.
Jacob’s parents, meanwhile, exemplify the “denial” stage of grief, refusing to take their son off life support, even though the doctors’ exhaustive tests have detected no brain function. His swollen, bandaged head, and slack, listless face resemble those of a “doll,” which adds to his parents’ surreal anguish. Nevertheless—mirroring Kendra’s compulsive holding of Sawyer’s sheets and clothing—Lindsey massages her son’s legs every day to promote circulation, as if preparing for the day when he will walk again. These physical acts of care—massaging, preserving scent, speaking to the unresponsive—reveal how mourning can manifest through the body when the mind cannot accept loss.
In some ways, Lindsey’s hopeful grieving is more destructive than Kendra’s desolation. Driven by some desperate impulse, Lindsey shocks herself by violently slapping Jacob’s comatose form, as if enraged by his refusal to “wake up.” After his medical insurance is cut off, she and Andrew seriously consider bankrupting the family—destroying their other children’s prospects—to keep their son breathing. Then, shortly before the end, chance plays a cruel trick on them when Jacob’s eyes suddenly snap open, most likely a mechanical reflex. Lindsey tells herself, “He’s not just alive—he’s awake” (222). Her cherished sense of denial, however, begins to falter as she searches for a hint of life or awareness in his vacant, “marble”-like eyes. Berry complicates the binary of life and death through Jacob’s liminal state, using him as a symbol of emotional stasis that mirrors the stagnation of his mother’s grief.
Eventually, the three mothers find a semblance of peace with their losses and remain friends. Two of their marriages survive, and the collapse of the Dani and Bryan’s marriage, a necessary casualty of the stress of the tragedy, represents its sole silver lining. The novel suggests that healing does not mean forgetting or even fully understanding, but rather learning how to live alongside absence.
The three mothers who narrate The Best of Friends have been best friends since elementary school and have carefully managed their adult lives to remain as close as possible, living within walking distance of each other in the same small town where they grew up. In junior high, their teachers, alarmed by their unusual closeness, actually called a conference with their parents to complain that the three girls “touched too much, spent too much time doing each other’s hair” (70). Despite (or because of) this intimacy, however, small resentments and betrayals festered: Dani, for instance, often felt like a “third wheel,” frequently “shoved aside” by her two friends whenever they were together. This continues into adulthood: After the shooting, Dani, aware that Kendra and Lindsey have been sitting together for half an hour without texting her, worries that they are talking about her, and frets that their “fourth-grade girl drama” (68) has followed them into middle age. Ironically, Kendra has also felt excluded by the other two as a matter of course, believing that “Lindsey will tell [Dani] things that she won’t tell me” (156). Berry uses this pattern of exclusion to show how unresolved childhood dynamics continue to play out in adult relationships, especially under the pressure of crisis.
The closer the bond between friends, the worse a perceived slight can rankle, and as the three friends entered high school, the potential for hurt feelings only increased. At junior prom, Kendra committed some unspecified offense against Lindsey—one so serious that the women have a tacit agreement never to discuss it. The adult Dani, too, harbors some adolescent bitterness against Kendra, owing to the latter’s marriage to Paul; she still remembers, with chagrin, how she gave her friend permission to date him in 10th grade. Dani also resents Lindsey for giving birth to a third child, Sutton, since it violated the three friends’ “perfect” strategy to have children around the same age. These emotional undercurrents—jealousy, competition, and a longing for equilibrium—highlight how friendship, especially when long-standing, can be as emotionally charged and fragile as romantic relationships.
The tragic shooting of two of their teenage sons reopens many of these wounds, as well as creating fractious new breaches of trust. In the shooting’s aftermath, Dani and her husband, Bryan, enrage the other couples by retaining a lawyer, which Kendra and Lindsey see as a ploy to shift potential blame away from themselves and Caleb and onto their own kids. Before this action, the three friends had agreed to view the shooting as an “accident”; now, as Kendra and Lindsey see it, the one who has lost the least seeks to violate this pact by “lawyering up” and pointing fingers. This betrayal of the pact reflects a turning point, illustrating how maternal instinct to protect one’s child overrides even the oldest and most intimate friendships. Soon, it emerges that Kendra and Lindsey have distrusted Dani for some time, mostly owing to her marriage to Bryan, a selfish bully who easily bends her to his will. Her inability to leave him or even stand up for herself makes her a loose cannon in their view: If, in her marriage, she’s incapable of protecting her own children, she’s unlikely to defend theirs. Dani, aware of their distrust, suspects that her friends will now be careful what they say to her out of fear that it’ll be passed on to Bryan and thence to his lawyer friend.
As the novel unfolds, each mother, determined to guard the reputation of her own son, works to undermine the others, demonstrating the primacy of maternal bonds over friendship, however old or strong. Kendra, who cherishes her reputation as a “cool mom,” questions Dani’s daughter Luna about the shooting without her mother’s knowledge, sparking Lindsey’s realization that “Luna’s trust is more important to [Kendra] than Dani’s” (95). Later, stung by Lindsey’s casual dismissal of her theory about Sawyer and Jacob’s sexual affair, Kendra “throws” the boys’ intimate texts in Lindsey’s face as “proof” that Jacob fired the fatal shot. Lindsey, meanwhile, blames the whole tragedy on Caleb’s “vicious temper.” These scenes expose the delicate balancing act the women perform between grief and blame, each instinctively redirecting suspicion away from their own child, even at the expense of their friends. The fragility of adult friendship is laid bare when loyalty to children comes into direct conflict with loyalty to peers.
Finally, Caleb, devastated by the sight of the once-close friends turning on each other, confesses tearfully to shooting Sawyer. His deadly act, it turns out, was the culmination of years of feeling “shoved aside” and lied to by his two best friends, a betrayal that Dani—and perhaps the others, too—knows all too well. The theme of betrayal thus ripples outward: from parents to teens, from teens to friends, and from past to present, revealing how easily pain can echo across generations and relationships when truth is buried beneath politeness and denial.
The central mystery of The Best of Friends pictures a living nightmare from which, for the protagonists, there is no escape: Two best friends have been shot and mortally wounded, a third has been stricken silent with shock, and surveillance video shows that only the three of them were in the house. Their mothers, who are best friends, must resign themselves to the probability that one of their children shot one or more of his friends. Closure, in this case, can come only by way of some terrible revelation that may tear the mothers’ friendships apart. Yet never knowing what happened seems worse still, particularly for Kendra—the mother of the boy who was killed outright—who yearns to decipher the meaning behind her son’s death. Her two friends, Lindsey and Dani, still have a physical focus for their grief: Both of them lavish all their care and hopes on their traumatized sons, praying for a response. In Lindsey’s case, this hope may be a delusion; but talking to her comatose son and massaging his body at least gives structure to her days and alleviates some of her anguish. Berry interrogates whether truth is inherently healing or if the pursuit of it can deepen wounds. The novel suggests that justice, like grief, is subjective—molded by desperation, guilt, and the desire to make unbearable loss coherent.
Kendra struggles with the incomprehensibility of her loss, which is absolute. For weeks, she has treated her son’s bedroom almost as a shrine, trying to commune with him by holding his possessions, sleeping in his bed, and “inhaling him” from his bedsheets and unwashed shirts. None of this has given her much solace; most nights, she drinks herself to sleep. Only knowing the elusive truth of his last moments and finding “justice” for him, will ever give her the closure she seeks. To this end, she scours his cellphone, and then a “burner” phone she finds hidden in his room, for hints of his secret life. If Jacob, as she suspects, turns out to be his murderer, she’ll at least have the bitter closure, and justice, of knowing his “purgatory” is a “fitting punishment for gutting [her] and destroying [her] family” (157). Kendra’s fixation on justice reflects a common psychological response to traumatic grief: the need to assign responsibility in order to impose order on chaos. Her search becomes not just a quest for answers but a means of restoring her shattered worldview.
Lindsey, meanwhile, has tried to mend the surreal void in her household by bringing her son back from the hospital, in hopes that the familiar surroundings will elicit some change in his condition. Ironically, this only makes her house seem less like home, and more like a hospital ward or morgue. Nevertheless, Lindsey’s living room quickly becomes a space for closure and healing: It is here that Caleb confesses to shooting of Sawyer, and to Jacob shooting himself out of love for Sawyer. The domestic space—once a symbol of warmth and shared memories—becomes the stage for revelation and reckoning. Berry uses the intimacy of the home setting to underscore how personal and devastating justice can feel when it unfolds within the confines of family and friendship.
As if cognizant of these dawning truths, and of his mother’s loving acceptance of them, Jacob finally passes away, his face “filled with so much love and light” (267). Lindsey remembers something her husband told her, that the dying sometimes wait for their own closure, until “all the people closest to them have had a chance to say goodbye and make their peace” (267). As for Kendra, she continues to seek her own peace with Sawyer, joining a spiritualist “support group” in hopes of communing with his ghost. Despite having found justice, true closure, for her, remains wraithlike and elusive. In the end, the novel suggests that closure may be less about resolution and more about accommodation—a way of reshaping one's life around the crater left by loss. Berry resists offering tidy catharsis, leaving readers with the uncomfortable truth that some wounds remain open, and some answers never satisfy.



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