Mary is a Catholic wife and mother of three working as an accountant for her Church. Except none of that is true, not any more… her kids are grown, her husband divorced her, she got fired from her job. Everything she believed in has turned itself inside out. She still loves God but she’s lost her faith in the “Men in Charge” approach so lovingly described by men in their very own Bible. Her husband has puny emotions, the priests are sin-ridden and unrepentant; the planet is dirty, and the money is funny. She goes to work for a women’s shelter and faces the sad fact that men mean trouble, they can be selfish and violent and weak. And women are not blameless.
She comes to understand that we measure our life in choices: college or no, married or no, parent or no, stay or go? We choose how to react to what happens to us, and to engineer solutions that suit our sensibilities. At peace with what she has made of what she’s been given, Mary meets a man who seems heaven-sent. So many new choices…
O Come, All Ye Faithful indeed!
This is a story of bad breaks and redemption, a story of choices. … There are old truths here known to any true grown-up, but it is good to be reminded of them again.
A witty and wise read,
especially for fans of tough-minded heroines.
By Kirkus Reviews Aug. 2012
O Come, All Ye Faithful
Questions. Answers. Order!
Kathleen K. shares her collection of Private Publications online at KathleenKBooks.com; Stainless Mary joins other all-age narrative fiction of domestic life. Rich prose and pointed dialog put characters on display: Joody is a neglectful mother allergic to responsibility. The Lent Hand voices a tow-truck driver falling in love with a shattered family.
Her Bedside Readers for the Adult Mind are not suitable for some.
Counterculture, adults-only content shares the same vivid vocabulary and cheeky attitude that identify Words Arranged by Kathleen K.
Mary contemplates the idea of teenage stepchildren:
They were flush with the newness of youth and had no idea that grownups had been where they were, and far beyond. They didn’t have long-range vision; they were like babies that way….
They had strong/strange opinions, pro and con, about mirrors.
Did I want to immerse myself in that? Again?
Even if I did, would they let me?
If they wanted me, did I have to?