I love that Bo Caldwell acknowledges that we can have crappy parents, but shows that they can also change. Or rather that our relationships can change and we can find better ways to be child and parent or parent and child. I was lucky to have good relationships with my parents, but I have known many people who suffered through difficult times with their parents their entire lives.
It's a beautiful and touching story and a really well-crafted relationship between a daughter and a father she worships and then later a mother she comes to really know and love. In the end the greatest thing her mother gives her is a reason to find something good in the father who let her down.
Bonus: This awesome mnemonic for remembering Los Angeles street names.
From Main I Spring to Broadway then climb the Hill to Olive. Wouldn't it be Grand if I could Hope to pick a Flower on Figueroa?
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