Back When We Were Grownups
Anne Tyler
Allow me to hazard a guess: novels centered on middle-aged females don’t typically set one to thinking about John Lennon and the Human Beat Box.
The latter is, perhaps, more understandable since Master AHC has spent the past few weeks referring to our author as “Ann E. Tyler.” That silent ‘e’ thing doesn’t come easy and matters are not helped by my mom’s Continue reading