"Miggy emerged from the womb enraged by everything it is possible for an infant to be enraged by—the insufficiency of Jean’s milk, the humiliation of diaper rash, being made to wait when she needed to be held and then pounding her fists against Jean or Julian’s chest when she wanted to be put down. The savagery of her desire frightened Jean. Miggy refused the purgatory of her crib and spent her first year sleeping between her parents. Jean would roll over to feed her, then get out of bed to change her, then walk, rock, weep, and sometimes curse her back to sleep."
Excerpted from Marisa Silver's latest novel, The Mysteries, about two young girls, joined in an unlikely friendship, whose lives are shattered in a single, unthinkable moment.
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