![]() All she possesses are a few broken-down items she carries with her everywhere and that tell her "happy life" story: a cardboard box labeled Brown Ladies Narrow 8, in which she was left at a foundling home as an infant a broken tooth from habitual pummelings she incurred as a "meat sandwich" at the hands of her fellow orphans a frayed orange towel she used to sleep in, in parks and, most horribly, a torn corner of one of the bills that were left to her by a rich older man who locked her away, beat her regularly with a "historical instrument" and later stole her baby. The institution is apparently scheduled for demolition the narrator's last caretaker, Jim, has not returned to feed her in some time. Brief and unsparingly forthright, the story is told from the miraculously cheerful perspective of a battered, neglected, friendless woman who is locked inside a windowless madhouse cell. ![]() ![]() Occasionally a book comes along that is truly written (as writers are instructed books should be) as if it were the writer's last: Millet's sad and infinitely touching third novel (after the absurdist George Bush, Dark Prince of Love) is such an extraordinary work. ![]() A tinted review in adult Forecasts indicates a book that's of exceptional importance to our readers but that hasn't received a starred or boxed review. ![]()
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