
My 5th #10beforetheend
This is my 2nd Enright title and I don‘t think she‘s for me.
The writing is excellent, but the story is fragmented, nonlinear and an example of the unreliability of memory.
Narrated by the middle-aged daughter in an Irish family of 12 children. When her brother dies, she has to reckon with her past, her grief, her anger… I‘m sure many readers will come away with a clear idea of what really happened, but I‘m clueless.










































