My Name Is Lucy Barton

During the day, the building’s beauty receded, and gradually it became simply one more large structure against a blue sky, and all the city’s buildings seemed remote, silent, far away. She had that nice house in Hanston, but it wasn’t nice enough, she wanted something closer to a city. This is a story of a man who has been tortured every day of his life for things he did in the war. But her father moved the family to Illinois—Carlisle—and that’s where she grew up.