![]() Look, the narrator says earlier in the book, at the color of first-day period blood, “crinkle-oozing” out of her in a “shade of red I’ve been looking for in a lipstick since forever. A child’s eyes are instinctively and never-endingly searching for some little thing amongst it all that just like that upends the whole lot.” Not just a child’s. ![]() Look, the grown-up narrator explains, “no child says ‘Look’ without meaning for something to happen. ![]() IN AN ORDINARY CLASSROOM, ON AN ORDINARY DAY in an ordinary English childhood, a girl points at a box of books and says, “Look.” Look, she says, and another girl gets up, retrieves one of the school-owned hardbacks, and pushes it into her chest: “It was your idea.” The first girl is the narrator of Checkout 19, never named, and the second is one of her classmates the high school moment is being remembered by the narrator, embroidered even in the remembering. ![]()
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