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A chance encounter at a
conference hotel plays upon Kitty’s mind as she struggles
to balance personal freedom with family life, fidelity and a
testing job. Her husband seems more interested in misplaced
apostrophes than his marriage, her parents are looking down
the barrel of oblivion and, although she might toy with
joining a gym, Kitty’s running out of time for big
changes.
I’m wondering at what
point it became acceptable for you to stand in this house on
which I pay the mortgage, drinking the drink I bought out of
the glasses I washed in front of the cake I baked and talk
that fucking talk. All – and I think this is a lovely
touch for which I must take full credit – while I’m
wearing an apron.
Lucinda Coxon’s Happy
Now? dares to ask just that, in this painfully
truthful, darkly comic take on contemporary life and how to
survive it.
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