Jessie Ann Foley books

The Carnival at Bray (2014)

Her brain rung from the liquor and the beer and the weed. She yanked up the mattress, got on her hands and knees, and crawled along the floor around her bed. What she found, through the blur of her tears, were dusty clumps of lint and strangers’ hair, a half-melted tube of purple lipstick, and a ...