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This was a letdown after my absolute love of Foster and So Late in the Day. The first story, Antarctica, was a repeat from another collection and is still great. Some of the others were good, but none captured me quite as much as I now expect from Claire Keegan.

I think this must be an early collection that shows how the author has progressed. While not my favorite, it certainly hasn’t changed my mind about loving this author!

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dark sad tense medium-paced

3.5

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challenging dark emotional mysterious sad tense medium-paced

Plot- or character-driven? A mix
Strong character development? It's complicated
Loveable characters? It's complicated
Diverse cast of characters? Yes
Flaws of characters a main focus? Yes

4.0

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2.0

I will learn fifteen types of wind and know the weight of tomorrow's rain by the rustle in the sycamores.

Livre pour finir en dépression. Je l'aurais DNF mais comme ce sont des nouvelles j'ai quand même réussi à aller au bout, mais clairement ce livre était une perte de mon temps. Le style est intéressant mais généralement les nouvelles n'ont pas de chute, où bien elle ne permet pas d'établir une conclusion. Erreur 404. Ce livre rappelle la bizarrerie des histoires de Shirley Jackson.

Her telling me the way my father's hands bruised her for fifteen years, the difference between loving and liking somebody. How she didn't like me any more than him because I had the same cruel eyes.

Once, after the headmaster hit Betty, her nose would not stop bleeding and he sent her out to the stream to wash her face, but she ran home across the fields and told her mother, who walked her back up to school, into the classroom, and told the headmaster that if he laid so much as another finger on her girls, he'd get a worse death than Billy the Buttermaker (who had been savagely murdered down south a few days back).

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