But now there's this recession, and I'm not buying books (or anything else, sorry my usual gift recipients), and previously unworthy volumes are receiving a second consideration.
My apologies to Vendela Vida. Because she wrote a mostly beautiful/funny/sad novel about a young woman's reaction to being held up at gunpoint in Riverside Park. Looking beyond the unrealistically dramatic premise -- that after the protagonist walks away unharmed, everyone she ever knew, and many she hasn't even met, come out of the woodwork to console her -- the novel gets the sprightly intelligence of its main character just right.
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