Hot Milk by Deborah Levy
I have been sleuthing my mom’s indications for whatever length of time that I can recollect. On the off chance that I consider myself to be an unwilling analyst with a craving for equity, is her ailment an unsolved wrongdoing? Assuming this is the case, who is the miscreant and who is the casualty?
Sofia, a youthful anthropologist, has spent quite a bit of her life attempting to illuminate the puzzle of her mom’s unexplainable disease. She is baffled with Rose and her steady objections, however completely calmed to be called to surrender her own frustrating juvenile grown-up life. She and her mom go to the singing, dry bank of southern Spain to see a renowned expert—their last shot—with the expectation that he may cure her flighty appendage loss of motion.
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Be that as it may, Dr. Gomez has bizarre strategies that appear to have little to do with physical prescription, and as the treatment advances, Sofia’s mom’s disease turns out to be progressively bewildering. Sofia’s part as investigator—following her mom’s side effects trying to locate the mystery inspiration for her agony—develops as she finds her own yearnings in this transient betray group.