A quirky novel about an accordian-playing, future-seeing, father-fleeing girl, who's named Baby Girl, and her mother. A delight.
Lead:
I was in the womb eleven and a half months, came our fat, durable and gorgeous. I've seen the newborn pictures: smooth broad ears, a few sharp little teeth glinting like Chiclets.
Closing:
My past and future lives gathered in the dark, so many of them, I fell asleep counting.
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