Read this years ago, and while I still have a copy I’d have to nerve myself up to read it again.
It’s a really raw, unsparing look at a impoverished and dysfunctional family. The dad is a real number, the black sheep scion of a slaughterhouse owner. As I recall he more-or-less kidnaps the Roberta and has her pose as his mentally disabled son.
There are a few parallels with the author’s other fictional universe, the semi-autobiographical “Ernie Pook” comics. Just enough to be jarring.
I enjoyed Barry’s other work quite a bit, but it’s been years since I’ve read any of it. This sounds a little different.
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