I usually can't (or don't) identify with such descriptive writing, but perhaps I have not happened upon a writer that spoke to me so eloquently. Each day I was moved to openly laugh and cry in front of my fellow commuters. So many of the small things that I have felt or thought that I've never expressed were right there in front of me on paper... what an amazing feeling! I somehow feel as if I grew up a little bit reading this book, while at the same reflecting back to my adolescence. Not only was it a wonderful story, but reading "Anthropology" helped to give me more of an understanding and acceptance of myself through such a strong identification with Eveline. Hilary, thank you so much for inspiring me!