When Cinnamon Lou flees an abusive boyfriend, she expects to find some sort of solace and safety at her aunt’s Wisconsin farmhouse. And when Amanda Carey opens the door to her strange-looking, skinny niece, she, in turn, expects the former addict to try to fleece her. What neither expects, however, is that despite their differences and unique dysfunctions (not to mention their ongoing persecution by local juvenile delinquents and the looming threat of Cinnamon’s ex), the two women will forge a profound—and potentially life-saving—connection.
Because my mom is a psycho-bitch, my grandparents took her to court in order to be able to see me. And because my father is, legit, I am not exaggerating, a convicted rapist who also still has parental rights, my mother has to stay in Wisconsin so that if he ever chooses to exercise his privileges he may do so.
In Iphigenia Murphy, Anthony brings Iffy some shelves, which she sets up in the park–their own little lending library. Imagine my delight when I came across this bookcase-in-the-wild in a park in southern Florida!