

He’s a soybean salesman! His explanation for lying to her? “You’re cute. He is here in Peking as a Fulbright scholar, on a one-year fellowship to China precisely to study the relations between China and the Soviet Union.” Except, that’s a big fat lie.

No wonder the driven, accomplished journalist falls so easily for Foley: “He’s older than the others. Under gloomy Communist rule, the huge, deserted-seeming city is so quiet at night that the loudest noise is the spooky whoosh of bicycles pedaling through dust clouds and fog. She draws in the reader from almost the first page by describing the person she once was: a lonely woman holding down a supposedly glamorous job in Beijing in 1983. Chairman and chief executive Donald Graham in June - is primarily a born storyteller. That journalistic skill enabled her to study years of her husband’s medical bills - almost 5,000 pages of documents - from all over the country and to interview many doctors and researchers who probably didn’t want to be pressed for the unvarnished, undecorated truth.īut Bennett - who married Washington Post Co. She has an abundance of credentials: She’s worked on two Pulitzer Prize-winning teams, served as a foreign correspondent for the Wall Street Journal in China, and became the first female editor of the Philadelphia Inquirer. “The Cost of Hope” might be expected to come in under some vague heading like “Good and Good for You,” but Bennett moves her book far beyond all that because she’s such a terrific writer. This puts her memoir squarely in the midst of our debate about the American health-care system and how broken it actually is. The narrative focuses on the progress of Foley’s illness and is set against the larger backstory of how much his treatment cost - i.e., the cost of “hope” that he might recover to live a long and happy life. Very simply put, “ The Cost of Hope” is the story of how journalist Amanda Bennett’s husband, Terence Bryan Foley - scholar, eccentric and dilettante extraordinaire - died.
