A Patchwork Planet by Anne Tyler

By Anne Tyler

During this, her fourteenth novel—and one in all her such a lot endearing—Anne Tyler tells the tale of a lovely loser who's attempting to get his existence so as.

Barnaby Gaitlin has been in difficulty ever because youth. He had this behavior of breaking into different people's homes. It wasn't the massive loot he was once after, like his teenage cohorts. It used to be simply that he cherished to learn different people's mail, pore over their relatives picture albums, and applicable some of their worthwhile mementos.

But for 11 years now, he's been operating gradually for Rent-a-Back, renting his again to outdated fogeys and shut-ins who can't flow their very own porch furnishings or convey the Christmas tree down from the attic. ultimately, his lifestyles appears to be like on an excellent keel.

Still, the Gaitlins (of "old" Baltimore) can't put out of your mind the cost they paid for purchasing off Barnaby's former sufferers. And his ex-wife might simply as quickly he didn't appear ever to go to their little woman, Opal. Even the great, regular girl (his mother or father angel?) who turns out to have designs on him doesn't totally belief him, it develops, while the chips are down, and it seems to be as if his global may perhaps collapse again.

There is not any one like Anne Tyler, along with her sharp, humorous, soft perceptions approximately how people navigate on a confusing planet, and she or he retains us enthralled from begin to end during this scrumptious new novel.

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