“For me, the problem is that the conflict between Arab and Jewish is not out there in the country, it’s inside my soul, inside my identity. I have this Arab part and this Jewish part and I wouldn’t like them to be in conflict.” – Shira Ohayon
Elizabeth is Missing by Emma Healey
“It’s nine forty now, try not to eat it till twelve, right?”
Less than a page later:
“The plate has a note attached: Lunch for Maud to eat after 12 p.m. I take the Saran Wrap off.”
Two sentences later:
“When I’ve finished eating I wander back to the sitting room.”
With her love of toast and cans of peaches, one would think that the narrator of Elizabeth is Missing, eighty-two year old Maud, would be a relatable character – and although her dementia progresses with each page, this sentiment holds true. Continue reading “Elizabeth is Missing by Emma Healey”