This is a story of a woman’s life from birth to death as viewed through the eyes of those who knew her....or thought they knew her. “The self is not a thing carved on entablature”, a line from the book, captures the essence of the story. In addition to being a fascinating novel, the way the story is presented is also interesting...assembled from so many pieces of a life leaving the reader wondering also about who, exactly, this woman is/was. Much of it captures the lives of women today everywhere, a hundred years removed from the birth of the main character.

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