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She's Come Undone [Paperback]

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  • Category: Books (Fiction)
  • Author:  Lamb, Wally
  • Author:  Lamb, Wally
  • ISBN-10:  0671003755
  • ISBN-10:  0671003755
  • ISBN-13:  9780671003753
  • ISBN-13:  9780671003753
  • Publisher:  Washington Square Press
  • Publisher:  Washington Square Press
  • Pages:  480
  • Pages:  480
  • Binding:  Paperback
  • Binding:  Paperback
  • Pub Date:  01-Nov-1996
  • Pub Date:  01-Nov-1996
  • SKU:  0671003755-11-MING
  • SKU:  0671003755-11-MING
  • Item ID: 100111510
  • List Price: $18.00
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The paperback edition of the beloved, bestselling novel about Dolores Price and her heartbreakingly comical coming-of-age journey.

Mine is a story of craving: an unreliable account of lusts and troubles that began, somehow, in 1956 on the day our free television was delivered....

Meet Dolores Price. She's thirteen, wise-mouthed but wounded, having bid her childhood goodbye. Beached like a whale in front of her bedroom TV, she spends the next few years nourishing herself with the Mallomars, potato chips, and Pepsi her anxious mother supplies. When she finally rolls into young womanhood at 257 pounds, Dolores is no stronger and life is no kinder. But this time she's determined to rise to the occasion and give herself one more chance beforereallygoing belly up.

In this extraordinary coming-of-age odyssey, Wally Lamb invites us to hitch a wild ride on a journey of love, pain, and renewal with the most heartbreakingly comical heroine to come along in years. At once a fragile girl and a hard-edged cynic, so tough to love yet so inimitably lovable, Dolores is as poignantly real as our own imperfections.She's Come Undoneincludes a promise: you will never forget Dolores Price.1

IN ONE OF MY EARLIEST MEMORIES, MY MOTHER AND I ARE ON the front porch of our rented Carter Avenue house watching two delivery men carry our brand-new television set up the steps. I’m excited because I’ve heard about but never seen television. The men are wearing work clothes the same color as the box they’re hefting between them. Like the crabs at Fisherman’s Cove, they ascend the cement stairs sideways. Here’s the undependable part: my visual memory stubbornly insists that these men are President Eisenhower and Vice President Nixon.

Inside the house, the glass-fronted cube is uncrated and lifted high onto its pedestal. “Careful, now,” my mother says, in spite of herself; she is nolâ

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