Now in paperback, Marie Bronsard's strikingly original memoir reweaves the history of her family&;and the legend of her grandmother&;leaving no stone unturned and no skeleton in the closet. Egocentric and domineering, Bronsard&;s grandmother was once a vibrant and sensual beauty. In Indochina at the end of the Second World War, she thrived in the social life of the French colony, but her young soldier husband sought a quieter existence, finding solace in the companionship of their adolescent daughter, Bronsard&;s mother. The consequences of this choice reverberate throughout the family. But far from being an airing of grievance or dirty laundry, Bronsard&;s memoir has the air of catharsis&;here, the pain, secrets, and comic moments of Bronsard&;s family are remembered with gentle humor, understanding, and affection. A wry irony tempers emotion, and it is in these pages that the author, at last, finds it possible to name the woman of the legend and perhaps bring her grandmother a measure of peace.