“Only a flurry. A thin blanket of white,
something to take the gray mounds of snow and make them new.”
A poignant book centering around a woman who does not want to move to a new home
after losing her son to illness.
"Jean does not want to go. Gradually we realize this resistance is due in part to her attachment to the house,
but also to the life that transpired there before Cubbie’s death."
– The Loved Ones, by Mary-Beth Hughes
Sunday Book Review for The New York Times
– s k e t c h e s –
Snow angels, metaphorical holes in chest
& crescent moons that echo slivers of flesh.