Instantly, the reader is in Alice Munro territory: spinsters with lingering ilnesses and stifled passions, jealous married women scrubbing floors, inky veins protruding from their legs.
读者立刻就进入了艾丽丝·门罗的语境:疾病缠身、激情被抑制的老姑娘,正在擦洗地板的善妒的已婚妇女,她们腿上凸出的静脉血管像用墨水画上去的一样。