The Glass Castle

“Out in the East they say that the mind of a woman is a jungle, and it is the one jungle in which a man should never get lost.” That was the code by which Edwin Trequair professed to live. Why then had he asked Heron to marry him? More to the point, why had she accepted? True, he had much to offer her — money and his fascinating house, the house that had meant so much to Heron all her life, the Glass Castle — but Heron was not the type to marry for mercenary reasons. Yet her feeling for him was of fear and curiosity more than any other emotion. Could she ever understand such a strange, arrogant man? Or still less, make him a successful wife?