Alena’s Reviews > Mother Mary Comes to Me > Status Update

I remember thinking, what chance do I have at anything vaguely resembling normality? She loved herself, everything about herself. I I loved that about her.

What we know isn't always in line with what we feel, or what we do.

It made me realize how literature can join humans in the bonds of quiet intimacy the way that almost nothing else can.

Mrs Roy made at her mission to disabuse boys of their seemingly God-given sense of entitlement.