A feminist writer, living her well-off life with a physician husband and three lovely daughters, comes up against tragedy. Inexplicably, her eldest daughter opts out of university, her relationship and her family to sit on a street corner in downtown Toronto with a sign around her neck that reads GOODNESS. This is a profound, appealing and witty story, not anguished and depressing as the plot might suggest. The fast-paced narrative is interspersed with letters, never mailed, that rail against the marginalized status of women in the world. I say this is her best novel yet.