SOLACE - Part 3 of 3

I usually sprinkle my reviews with quotes from the book, but it's hard to do with this one. Bits and pieces don't lift out easily, things are pretty seamlessly connected.  So, in the end, I've decided  to go with the Prologue, or parts of it.  The entire story is really contained herein:
"It wasn't given to Langston Braverman to know the moment she became a different person; she only knew later, looking back on the afternoon a simple storm arrived and stayed for days, the afternoon she first saw the children.  The woman Langston had been was immune to visions and visitations; she was a head-dweller, an Attic Girl who could quote theologians on the abandonment of reason, but who, nonetheless, trusted reason the way one trusts one's own skin.....There were shadows on Chimney Street, to be sure...and further down the block, in front of the mobile home where the children had come to live with their grandmother, the sky was tinged with green, the light anyone from the Midwest recognizes as foreshadowing; it was into this sort of day they walked, at first not visible to Langston, and then undeniable........Even their names, the names they asked to be called, were simply words they had heard all their lives, and in their desperation attached to themselves.  There was no real miracle there, apart from the miracle that simply is: the world coming into concreteness again and again, our witnessing of it.....At any rate, there they came.  Immaculata, the elder girl, eight years old, and her younger sister, Epiphany, who was six, walking down Chimney Street toward her house in silky gowns that allowed for a breeze.  Little girls is all they were."

Okay, there's my thoughts on Solace.  Now, to be fair and balanced, I give you this review from MostlyFiction.com, bitchy and cranky, unhappy with what she feels to be intellectual posturing on Kimmel's part.  She has some valid points, and I grant them.  Every now and then I had some of the same bitchy thoughts.  With the advantage of reading her second novel first, I forgave her first-novel its faults, and loved it for its humor, empathy, and understanding of the truly human heart.