Excellent.
"Here is the country not in its Sunday best, but in its old clothes, unpaved, unfenced, full of character, ungroomed, unvisited, barely penetrable" (180).
"It seemed to me that going deeper into my mother's past would help me understand all the life that was blocked up inside me, that is blocked up inside each of us" (269).
"I'm reminded of what Michael said about memory: the facts don't matter; everything you learn blurs and merges and contributes to a way of seeing the world" (275).
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