Once upon a time, I dated a JW boy. His mother taught me how to fold laundry, and introduced me to all their friends as her son's fianceé. I was 14. Naturally, I wanted to read this book. A lot of it was familiar, and just as inexplicable now as it was then. Abrahams is not doing any in-depth analys...
Started strong and funny, but she was a pretty unsympathetic character, it really petered out for me.
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