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kats05 's review for:
The Grownup
by Gillian Flynn
This is an initially humorous, then very suspenseful short story with Flynn style twisted characters. Our narrator opens with the already well known description of getting carpal tunnel syndrome from giving too many hand jobs as a sex worker, but what also made me laugh out loud was her justification for her "chosen profession":
"I mean, I would rather be a librarian but I worry about the job security. Books may be temporary - dicks are forever."
Her description of depressed middle classe women once she takes on clients as a clairvoyant is scathing but probably not entirely wrong:
"Come on! Big house in the city, husbands who didn't beat them and helped with the kids. Sometimes with careers but always with book club. And still they felt sad. That's what they always ended up saying: "But I'm just sad." Feeling sad means having too much time on your hands, usually."
Finally, I got a good chuckle out of this one (and I'm sure my fabulous friend, Jennifer, won't take exception):
"My boss, Vivica, is a former receptionist and a current bona fide palm reader, although 'Viviva' isn't her bona fide name. Her bona fide name is 'Jennifer' but people don't believe that 'Jennifers' can tell the future. 'Jennifer' can tell you which cute shoes to buy or what farmers market to visit, but they should keep their hands off other people's futures."
Well, after this little nugget the story becomes a lot more serious and sinister but also more compelling. Read it in one sitting; it won't take more than an hour and it will give you the chills.
"I mean, I would rather be a librarian but I worry about the job security. Books may be temporary - dicks are forever."
Her description of depressed middle classe women once she takes on clients as a clairvoyant is scathing but probably not entirely wrong:
"Come on! Big house in the city, husbands who didn't beat them and helped with the kids. Sometimes with careers but always with book club. And still they felt sad. That's what they always ended up saying: "But I'm just sad." Feeling sad means having too much time on your hands, usually."
Finally, I got a good chuckle out of this one (and I'm sure my fabulous friend, Jennifer, won't take exception):
"My boss, Vivica, is a former receptionist and a current bona fide palm reader, although 'Viviva' isn't her bona fide name. Her bona fide name is 'Jennifer' but people don't believe that 'Jennifers' can tell the future. 'Jennifer' can tell you which cute shoes to buy or what farmers market to visit, but they should keep their hands off other people's futures."
Well, after this little nugget the story becomes a lot more serious and sinister but also more compelling. Read it in one sitting; it won't take more than an hour and it will give you the chills.