This novel was... interesting. I'm not even completely sure it was interesting in a good way. Maybe the word I'm actually searching for is 'weird'. The good thing is that it kept me reading. I think the informal, conversational narrative style helped that along - I wasn't bogged down with prose (...
I get up before my husband. I pour coffee from the coffeemaker and pull sliced melon from the fridge. I place the melon on family china. I place the plate on an antique tray. I serve my husband breakfast in bed. Well, maybe serve isn’t the word I’m supposed to use in this day and age, but I don’t...
It curls under my chin, swipes the side of my face, wipes goo out of the corners of my eyes, and then goes into my ear. It tickles. I want more of it, even though I am not sure what just happened or how I got myself into a position to be licked—especially by the deli owner's son. My school skirt,...
