![]() ![]() In life, Flora was a pest who with annoying self-righteousness never stopped wanting to be a Native American. Set mostly in the year 2020, which itself came to seem haunted as Covid spread and the deaths piled up, this novel restores to us all the messy detail of an almost amnesiac time when, worn down and exhausted, “we skied weightlessly through the days as if they were a landscape of repeating features.”Īt first the ghost of Flora, an elderly customer who dropped dead, haunts only Tookie, the narrator, a middle-aged Native American working in a Minneapolis bookstore that specializes in works about Indigenous people. Specifically, she wrote a ghost story, “The Sentence,” and the further you read in this engaging account of what happens after a loyal bookstore patron dies and her ghost refuses to leave the store she loved, the more apt Erdrich’s choice of genre seems. Louise Erdrich spent the time writing a novel. ![]() Some people spent their pandemic confinement learning a new language, refining their cooking skills, increasing their step count or gardening. ![]()
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