I
looked out the window at the same view I’d seen for the last ten years and
counting. I was bored with Modesto,
bored with being Noah Bains’s loser daughter, two loser marriages, loser
modeling career, and anything else I might try my hand at – but what else could
a loser like me do? I was about to turn
forty, right foot in a walking cast, cane on the left, a nonexistent love life,
living with a monosyllabic father who had enough of his own hangups to put mine
to shame.
(from A Dead Red
Cadillac by R.P. Dahlke)
8*/10. The
complete review is here.
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