Self-Help (Vintage Contemporaries)

Need: something to lift you from your boots out into the sky, something to make you like little things again, to whirl around the curves of your ears and muss up your hair and call you every single day.

It is Madame Bovary in a Doris Day biography jacket. Try to explain about binding warpage. He smiles, interested.

“It created a new space, which hurt and cried in a voice that wasn’t mine, ‘I’m not the same anymore, but I’ll be okay.’ ”