What’s consistent between the books is Feito’s macabre sense of humor. She has moved on from the pitiably self-conscious Mrs. March to the defiant, hallucinatory confidence of Winifred Notty ...

In answer to my advertisement, a motionless young man one morning stood upon my office threshold, the door being open, for it was summer. I can see that figure now—pallidly neat, pitiably respectable, ...

but in how pitiably little he knew about who the Palestinians are as a people and how much their attachment to the land is an integral part of who and what they are. To many people in the West ...