Nunez writes in the first person, with a strong unnamed narrator. You feel the narrator is her, but you're not sure. Such an interesting novel. A woman is dying, she asks her friend (the narrator) to be with her when she purposefully ends her life. But, the dying woman plays second-string to the narrator. She holds our interest while the woman fades away in the background. Life, death, love, literature, it's all there. A wonderful spare novel to make you think.
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