The glass castle: a memoir

That night I stopped in a liquor store and bought a half gallon of the cheapest rotgut on the shelf, ...

I laughed nervously, then looked at Mom, who had reached for her sketch pad without saying any ...

"Now, that's the God's honest truth." Dad chuckled. "We had some times, didn't we?" "We did." "Never did build th ...

TWO WEEKS LATER, Dad had a heart attack. When I got to the hospital, he was in a bed in the ...

I went ice-skating less often, and when my skates were stolen, I never replaced them. My compulsion to ...

V THANKSGIVING I WAS STANDING ON the platform with my second husband, John. A whistle sounded in the distanc ...

bulky shopping bags in both hands. Lori, behind her, wore a black cape and a black fedora. They ...

the plucked-from-the-Dumpster presents she'd brought for everyone in the shopping bags: rusting silverware, old b ...

"Way different," Veronica said. John's daughter, Jessica, turned to me and said, "But she laughs just li ...

the apartments to her and the other squatters for one dollar apiece. She couldn't accept our invitation to stay ...