I couldn't even get through the first 50 pages of Alice Sebold's bestseller The Lovely Bones. Though the New Yorker called it "a stunning achievement," I simply couldn't get passed the first few chapters. However, my mom loved it, so for Christmas this year I bought her Lucky, Sebold's second book. This time a work of non-fiction, Lucky chronicals Sebold's brutal rape in a dark tunnel when she was an eighteen-year-old college freshman. Despite the dark, gruesome testimony held in the pages of this book, Lucky was a fairly quick and easy read, which I thoroughly enjoyed.
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