In the summer of '72, in the D.C. suburbs, 10 year old Marsha tires to make sense of a word that is becoming increasingly uncertain. On a national level, and in her neighborhood, a boy is molested and murdered. Throughout the summer Marsha watches the building hysteria in the neighborhood, and ...
I'm giving this book three and a half stars, although I'm not sure it deserves more than three. I enjoyed the story of two sisters who come together for Thanksgiving. Cynthia (the narrator) and Frances are more different than they are similar. They each battle their own demons and struggle to ...
Fortunately Jane insisted that I didn’t need to change the sheets on the sofa bed for Frances and Walter. “You look pretty clean.” “Appearances can be deceiving,” I mumbled. Her own room was small and dark and square, painted...
The leaves of Littlefield had turned red, yellow, and deep bronze, drifting across glowing green lawns, onto hedges and doorsteps and the gleaming roofs of parked cars. In the community gardens, purple aster and ragweed bloomed where the gardeners quit weeding and the pumpkins were fat and orange...