Child protagonists grapple with growing up in a world where sisters disappear into the ocean after tobogganing in gigantic crab shells and grown-ups go to ice discos to grope each other in the anonymity of a blizzard.
In the title story, daughters of werewolves are sent to a finishing school to prepare them for human society. It was my favorite, I think, and I'm almost glad that it was saved for last. My second favorite might be "Children's Reminiscences of the Westward Migration," in which a child, whose father is a minotaur, recounts her family's trek westward in a covered wagon.
While Russell has a tendency to use SAT-words, this debut is unique and very readable.
