The Price of Salt

Imagine this: It's the 50s. You live in a conservative, heteronormative America. You're 19 years old and want to become a theatre set designer, but job offers are sparse, so you work in the toy section of a big department store. It's christmas time, and Richard, the man who wants to marry you real bad, practically clings to your heel. But you don't share his feelings, so you act aloof. There's also a woman, you've been staring at her for quite some time, she's mindlessly browsing the toy section. You don't know what she's looking for or why she captures your gaze, you believe it may be her poise or her grace, and so you keep on staring. At least until she approaches your register, and suddenly you feel quite silly with your little Santa hat, but she smiles at you nonetheless. In fact, she keeps smiling for the entirety of the conversation, and you're captivated all over again. That's how the tumultuous love story between Therese and Carol starts, don't worry, there's a whole lot more where that came from. If you want to be captured by a story in the same way Therese is captured by Carol, then ''The Price Of Salt'' is the book for you.