“I’m my worst critic, and I self-flagellate. The books center around a group of women’s summers spent in Martha’s Vineyard Sag Harbor and Highland Beach, Maryland, known for being amongst only a handful of summer-vacation spots that are predominantly Black. She’s working on the sequel of her New York Times best-selling Summer on the Bluffs, her first foray at fiction that she pitched as a one-off and was convinced to expand into a trilogy. She’s got the puppies her husband, Manny, an orthopedic surgeon her son, Gabriel, off at college for his freshman year her daughter, Paloma, finally back to in-person learning at her high school and her parents, who moved in above the barn during the pandemic. “I’m a mess,” she says with a megawatt smile. And then she appears, glissading down a spiral staircase in a sweat suit and slides: Asunción Cummings Hostin, or Sunny, as she’s known to the millions who tune in weekdays to watch her on The View. Passing the dogs, I enter the sprawling 12,000 square foot residence, seated on over two acres of land in Purchase, New York, and am greeted by a cat, Luna. I can hear the chickens and hens off in the distance as I spot the construction crew hard at work on the new coop being installed in the barn.
This is the result of not one but two gigantic Newfoundland puppies, Finn, seven months, and Harlow, four months, who quickly convey that tandem slobbering is their pièce de résistance. I’ve got dog slobber dripping down my pants.
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