The glass castle: a memoir

do their homework. If they wanted to act out, that was fine with her, as long as they didn't h ...

her hair done at the beauty parlor over in Winnemucca every week, told Mom she needed to discipline her stu ...

wrinkled faces and putting them in Mom's folder of potential painting subjects. Lori understood Mom better t ...

barite mine, we were able to continue living in the depot by paying rent to the mining company, since ...

"Goddammit, Rose Mary," Dad snapped. "Do you think I'm a fucking idiot?" "What?" Mom asked, throwing her arms ...

called after us. "Don't you kids worry about a thing." At lunch Brian and I sat together in the cafeteri ...

expert." He and Lori cracked up. I glared at them. I knew more about Dad's situation than they di ...

He told me that Dad had taken him out for his birthday awhile back. In the drugstore, Dad had let Brian pick ...

most godforsaken town in the whole country, and it declared Battle Mountain the winner. The people ...

Bertha Whitefoot took to calling Billy. "the devil with a crew cut" and. "the terror of the Tracks. ...

tins of Vienna sausages littered the floor. On one of the mattresses, Billy's father was snoring unev ...

she went on, if nobody loved them when they were kids. Unloved children grow up to become ser ...

It sure was a pretty ring. It had a simple thin band and an oval-shaped piece of dark turquoise held ...

tool shed behind a clump of sagebrush that no one had hid in before. But just as the kid who was It was ...

"Want me to tell you?" "I want you to find your own hiding place." "They start by kissing," he said. ...

knew what it was, even though I had never touched one before. I couldn't knee him in the groin like ...

"Guess what?" Billy shouted. "I raped you!" I turned around and saw him standing there by the car, lookin ...

She handed Maureen to me and took off running across the room. Billy got her once or twice—Brian stood up to tr ...

the door. We kids were all sitting inside on the benches wearing polite, respectful expressions. The officer look ...

Dad allowed each of us to bring only one thing. I ran outside with a paper bag to gather up my favorite ...