Defiance, faith, and triumph in a heartrending novel about daughters and mothers On a miserable November day in 1967, two women disappear from a working-class town on the Fraser River.
Hopeful, lyrical, comedic, and intriguingly and lovingly told, The Very Marrow of Our Bones explores the isolated landscapes and thorny attachments bred by childhood loss and buried secrets..
At the age of ten, she starts running -- and forgetting -- lurching through her unraveled life, using the safety of solitude and detachment until, at fifty, she learns that she is not the only one who carries a secret.
Lulu tells no one, and months later she buries the note in the woods. . .
Wally, it says, I will not live in a tarpaper shack for the rest of my life .
Ten-year-old Lulu Parsons discovers something, though: a milk-stained note her mother, Bette, left for her father on the kitchen table.
Even the egg seller, Doris Tenpenny, a woman to whom everyone tells their secrets, hears nothing.
But no one can find a trace of Bette Parsons or Alice Mc Fee.
The community is thrown into panic, with talk of drifters and murderous husbands.
Defiance, faith, and triumph in a heartrending novel about daughters and mothers On a miserable November day in 1967, two women disappear from a working-class town on the Fraser River
