In The Mess Of Moving From Place

My Grandfather And I Were Very Close.

Kelly Link's Prose Is Conveyed In Details So Startling And Fine That You Work Up A Sweat Just Waiting For The Next Sentence To Land. This Is Why We Read, Crave, Need, Can't Live Without Short Stories.

The Dead Are Celebrated. The Dead Are Loved. They Give Something To The Living. Once You Put Something Into The Ground, Doctor, You Always Know Where To Find It.

In My Earliest Memory, My Grandfather Is Bald As A Stone And He Takes Me To See The Tigers.

My Family Lived In Egypt From 1993 To 1996.