There Once Lived a Woman Who Tried to Kill Her Neighbor's Baby

That feeling you get when you're zipping through an enjoyable collection of short stories by an author you've never read and– even though there are so many awful people in the collection, not everyone is–you come across a story that WOULD be good if it weren't so horribly, offensively fat-shaming.

Sigh.

Mostly a light read, an enjoyable read of little fairy tales and grim vignettes. The time period reads like ‘Cabin Boy,' by which I mean you might just as well be reading something from nearly a hundred years ago, until she says something about cellphones, and then you might be confused.