Do you ever read a book where you finish it and you’re like, Hm, I think I may be deeply stupid? I sort of felt that way when I finished reading A Pale View of Hills, but with that one, at least, I thought about it for a while and came to a conclusion. I have been thinking furiously about The Girl in a Swing, ever since I finished it yesterday morning, and I am still trying to figure out what the hell happened. I was excited to read this book. I love Watership Down like crazy, and The Girl…
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