One woman approaches her, Annabel, who demands to know why she is alone, sulking different. The child is angry and rebels against the women with whom she feels she can share nothing - they withhold the secret of men from her. They live in an iron-barred cage in a bunker, patrolled around the clock by three guards on changing shifts. There is nothing flashy, extraneous or dramatical - although there are disturbing and emotional events.įrom the beginning our narrator is different, because she is the only child held as a prisoner with 39 women. I always respond well to intellect driven narratives.
I particularly liked the beginning which follows the developing mind of our narrator, the child, and later the unnamed woman. For me the straightforward sentences reflect accurately the ability of our narrator, who writes this story at the end of her life.
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