I read about this on this blog here, and I’ve been reading it off and on for the last week and a half. It’s very sad. Very, very, very, very sad. It’s a very woeful book. It’s all about a woman called Lydia and her life in college and then her married life and her children. I’ll just go ahead and spoil this for you: Two of them die, the younger two, the two she raised to tothood without massive travail and struggle. And that’s part of the thing that threads through the entire book – you know from the…
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