When I first encountered Jill McCorkle's writing, the depth and humor of her characters struck me. However, after reading all of her novels and this, her second book of short stories, I am struck by how the same "quirky" people keep popping up in different disguises. Surely someone with an imagination as vivid as McCorkle doesn't need to recycle her characters and can give us something more interesting than these caricatures? I am very disappointed, and hope that these past two works of McCorkle's don't represent a trend.