A Manhattanite with a bleeding heart Lorna K. speaks in the wake of the September 11th attacks weaving the collective grief of New York into her own wreckage. She recalls the delusion of her early drinking—the 'continental' cognac in her coffee and the morning vodka-orange juice carafes—and her time as America's first female art auctioneer.
Lorna describes a mid-life spiritual collapse during her teenage years of sobriety a period of 'absolute hell' where she felt like the elder brother in the prodigal son story resentful of her own discipline. After a period of implosion and a stint working with lepers in India under Mother T. she found a second surrender.
She eventually transitioned from the 'tacky wild dreams' of money and men to the profound honor of testifying for Mother T.'s canonization at the Vatican concluding that her only true possession is her experience.
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