This, and the conclusion, and certain other bits make me sure there was knowledge kept deliberately from the reader, or maybe just not explored in the first place, and I want to know WHY. Will find the quote later, but that's the gist) when he asked her to take something to the lab? The concern about being asked to get 'the box' is made clear through further exploration, but why is going to the lab such a dreaded task?

And she sees this weird, dead-like figure out of the corner of her waking eyes and always in her dreams.īut, like, why did she say to the nurse in charge of a shift 'you have to be kidding?' (or some such. Kids she's known for years are dying on her. She's a paediatric nurse, her relationship is falling apart - likely to do with her long and irregular work hours, she has some kind of past trauma though it's not made clear what that is, and she's getting progressively more and more exhausted as they days go by. Rest and Be Thankful still ended with a rather confused Figgy, wondering where the final piece to lock everything into place had gone.įor the most part here, I knew where she was and what was going on (or did I?). This one seemed to have more of a clear story to it, but I found it easy to set this novella down repeatedly and would forget to pick it back up for days, weeks.

Peach was baffling and surreal and strange, but a super quick read and even if you didn't know what you were feeling, you were probably feeling something.

I both liked this more and less than Peach. but I can't help but feel like there's some crucial piece missing from the story that would allow me to know for sure. Was it that she was in an accident before the story starts, and the whole thing was some kind of fever dream/death rattle? Was it that she was finally so exhausted and overworked and sleep deprived that she broke even the one baby who had hopes of healing? Was it only her fear that her sleep deprivation would lead to this? Was it something else entirely? What was with the dead chick hovering in the corner of her eyes?įor the second time, I find her writing raw and visceral and evocative. I'm trying to work out what that reveal actually WAS.

Rest and be thankful emma glass