Dorothy Gallagher has written a piercingly funny book, and there's not a joke in it. In the first chapter of How I Came Into My Inheritance and Other True Stories (Random House; 187 pages; $22.95), she drags us straight into the sick room from hell. She is looking after Bella and Izzy, her failing Russian-Jewish parents. She muddles through with such wryness and tenderness and, finally, wisdom that it will make you ache for another chance to tend your own parents.
It's one thing to be our fathers' and mothers' keepers, another to get it right, quite another to be...
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