Alice McDermott's The Ninth Hour
I put this on hold at the library so long ago that I no longer remember why I wanted to read it. It was perfectly fine—the story of a three generations of a family in 20th century Brooklyn, and the nearby convent of nuns and and their nursing work. I kept thinking of A Tree Grows in Brooklyn, but it’s neither as gritty nor as resonant as that classic book. I liked the nuns and found them much more interesting than the mother and daughter they’re helping, but I don’t feel like this story will stick with me. B/B+.
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