I know that the plot summary above sounds like it could come from a Terry Fallis novel– a humorous kind of narrative could easily come about from something like this. She too wants to lose 20 or 30 pounds, so she begins dieting with him. Most importantly, she moves out of her family’s home and into this apartment with her brother (much to the disappointment and anger of her husband), because she believes this is the only way he will actually stick to the plan and diet. Once she realizes that he has nothing to return to (job, home, friends), she decides to set him up in an apartment two blocks from her family’s home, and supply him with a diet and rules in order to help him lose the weight. However, when Pandora picks Edison up from the airport, he is 300 pounds larger than when she last saw him. Her washed-up TV star of a father has given her an intense need to demonstrate her humility as he never had, and her older brother Edison has fallen upon some hard times so he comes to stay with Pandora’s family for a few months in Iowa to get back on his feet.
The plot centers around a middle-aged woman named Pandora who has stumbled into creating her own successful business without really intending to, forever embarrassed by the modest wealth it has amassed her over the past few years. So, obviously the $30 I spent on this hardcover was totally worth it. Yes, not only was this book an interesting and enlightening read, I truly believe it made me a better person. Well, now that I’ve read Big Brother by Lionel Shriver, I’ve realized that her book has made me a more sympathetic human being. ‘Where is this bare-all confessional going?’ you’re probably thinking to yourself. For example, what do you think to yourself when you’re stuck beside an obese person on a flight? Do you resent having to sit next to them, and do you believe that he or she should have been forced to purchase two seats instead of one? It’s hard to admit these things to myself (let alone confess to them on my blog) but I’d challenge others to claim they haven’t done or thought similar things when they see someone who is hundreds of pounds overweight about to climb into the airline seat next to them. Are you an empathetic person? I like to think I am, but I know that when it comes to particular situations or people, I’m ashamed to say I pick and choose who I feel sorry for.
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