Memory, of course, is sometimes like a bucking horse, sometimes a runaway one, and one must control the reins until finally it stops, snorting with exhausted relief, writes Natalie L. M. Petesch in her haunting new collection, "The Confessions of Senora Francesca Navarro and Other Stories." Petesch immerses readers in the lives of people caught up in the 1936 39 Spanish Civil War, which left more than five hundred thousand dead. She captures the hand-to-mouth existence on the streets of Madrid of two war orphans; an old soldier s memories of a fallen militiawoman; the dilemma of Franco s...
Memory, of course, is sometimes like a bucking horse, sometimes a runaway one, and one must control the reins until finally it stops, snorting with ex...
Memory, of course, is sometimes like a bucking horse, sometimes a runaway one, and one must control the reins until finally it stops, snorting with exhausted relief, writes Natalie L. M. Petesch in her haunting new collection, "The Confessions of Senora Francesca Navarro and Other Stories." Petesch immerses readers in the lives of people caught up in the 1936 39 Spanish Civil War, which left more than five hundred thousand dead. She captures the hand-to-mouth existence on the streets of Madrid of two war orphans; an old soldier s memories of a fallen militiawoman; the dilemma of Franco s...
Memory, of course, is sometimes like a bucking horse, sometimes a runaway one, and one must control the reins until finally it stops, snorting with ex...
