Excerpt

[kayre]

"He said that Mrs. Creasy is officially a Missing Person."

"Missing from what?"

Thinking made my feet slower. "Her life, I suppose."

"How can you be missing from your own life?"

I slowed a little more. "Missing from the life you belong in."

Tilly stopped to pull up her socks. "I wonder how you know which one that is?"

From The Trouble With Goats and Sheep by Joanna Cannon.

Just a snippet that struck me.

Comments

[amaebi]

That sounds cool.

[kayre]

I'm not done but so far it feels like something you would very much like. (And on reflection, I think possibly Rachel Held Evans led me to it on Twitter.)

[ranunculus]

I really like this.