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169 pages, Paperback
First published May 25, 2010
‘Here are the rules,’ he says, ‘You try to holler, I sever your vocal cords with an axe so fast yer dead with your mouth hanging open. You try to leave again, I cut one of your tits off and stuff it in your mouth. You speak out of turn, I have a blade that goes between your legs and starts carving to your gut til I can’t get through the bone. You do anything I don’t like and I put my blade into one of your ears so far it makes th’other one wiggle. Those are the rules. Forever and ever, Amen.’More on Mr. Mean Man in the “Things I Loved” portion of the review.
Hannah Garretty sees things. She’s always seen things. She’s a photographer and a good one too, so she sees regular, everyday things in a different way than most. But this is different. Tiny stolen moments like these are more than creative vision, more than simple daydreams. What Hannah sees are glossy postcards of the Yet to Come, held before her mind’s eye for a fraction of a second, then yanked from view without reason and never seen again. But they stay with her, these fraction-grasps of second sight, like the bloody spot burned on a retina after staring right at the sun: not a perfect reproduction, but a blurry and pale recording of the original.Well, one of these “grasps” leads Hannah to bring herself within the sphere of influence of the novel’s psycho de jour and the rest is a unique and harrowingly realistic take on the familiar trope that felt very authentic in its imagery.