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Veronica

Author: Mary Gaitskill
Publisher: New York : Pantheon Books, ©2005.
Edition/Format:   Book : Fiction : English : 1st edView all editions and formats
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When I was young, my mother read me a story about a wicked little girl. She read it to me and my two sisters. We sat curled against her on the couch and she read from the book on her lap. The lamp shone on us and there was a blanket over us. The girl in the story was beautiful and cruel. Because her mother was poor, she sent her daughter to work for rich people, who spoiled and petted her. The rich people told her  Read more...
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Genre/Form: Psychological fiction
Fiction
Additional Physical Format: Online version:
Gaitskill, Mary, 1954-
Veronica.
New York : Pantheon Books, c2005
(OCoLC)607615798
Online version:
Gaitskill, Mary, 1954-
Veronica.
New York : Pantheon Books, c2005
(OCoLC)608565707
Material Type: Fiction, Internet resource
Document Type: Book, Internet Resource
All Authors / Contributors: Mary Gaitskill
ISBN: 0375421459 9780375421457
OCLC Number: 57693314
Description: 227 p. ; 22 cm.
Responsibility: Mary Gaitskill.
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When I was young, my mother read me a story about a wicked little girl. She read it to me and my two sisters. We sat curled against her on the couch and she read from the book on her lap. The lamp shone on us and there was a blanket over us. The girl in the story was beautiful and cruel. Because her mother was poor, she sent her daughter to work for rich people, who spoiled and petted her. The rich people told her she had to visit her mother. But the girl felt she was too good and went merely to show herself. One day, the rich people sent her home with a loaf of bread for her mother. But when the little girl came to a muddy bog, rather than ruin her shoes, she threw down the bread and stepped on it. It sank into the bog and she sank with it. She sank into a world of demons and deformed creatures. Because she was beautiful, the demon queen made her into a statue as a gift for her great-grandson. The girl was covered in snakes and slime and surrounded by the hate of every creature trapped like she was. She was starving but couldn't eat the bread still welded to her feet. She could hear what people were saying about her; a boy passing by saw what had happened to her and told everyone, and they all said she deserved it. Even her mother said she deserved it. The girl couldn't move, but if she could have, she would've twisted with rage. "It isn't fair!" cried my mother, and her voice mocked the wicked girl.

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