About the boy Mal, whose father dies in the first sentence, and his mother in the second. How he moves around, no friends, though sometimes people leave him food. How he saves an old lady, and they don't know what to do with him, so they thank him and send him to America. From LAX he is rescued by a girl who drives cars back and forth.
Finished reading "Dimmer" by Joy Williams, the first in the Paris Review short story collection bought not too long ago. Strange story. Sometimes I literally didn't understand sentence after sentence. The words, yes, most of the time. But the sentences were strange. I cannot say I liked it much, but it put my mind in a weird place, which is a compliment.
