So glad I read Kara's review of this. I thoroughly enjoyed this story of Lillian, a once-promising young woman living a dead-end life who's tapped by her old friend, the wealthy and mysterious Madison, to care for her two stepchildren. The catch is that the two, Bessie and Roland, have a tendency to ignite, literally, when upset, stressed, or angry. Will Lillian learn to control their combustibility? Is there a solution that lies beyond covering them in anti-flammable stunt gel and leaving them in the swimming pool all day?
The tone of this novel is a delightful sweet melancholy. Wilson has found a near perfect metaphor-that's-not-quite-a-metaphor to express the impact of committing to a child on an adult's life. Things get hot, messy, and unpredictable. But not necessarily bad.
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