And despite her unfortunate habit of generally mistrusting other females, they soon become comrades-in-arms . . . When Mina, a one-time cult indie musician-older, self-contained, alone, and nine months pregnant-moves to town, Ari sees the possibility of a new friend.
Amid the strange, disjointed rhythms of her days and nights, and another impending winter in upstate New York, Ari is a tree without roots, struggling to keep her branches aloft.
Ī year has passed since Ari gave birth to Walker, though it went so badly awry she has trouble calling it “birth” and she still can’t locate herself in her altered universe. A fierce novel about the postpartum experience filled with “dark humor and brutal honesty” ( People).
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