Skinnybones and the
Wrinkle Queen is one of my favorite titles, and I think I picked up the
book on that description alone. The book, by Glen Huser, is about teenaged
Tamara (Skinnybones) and Mrs. Barclay (the Wrinkle Queen). Tamara is paired
with Mrs. Barclay for a class assignment, as her class walks the three blocks
to the Sierra Sunset Senior’s Lodge to visit with the seniors there. Tamara has
jumped from foster home to foster home to land with the Shadbolts, Shirl and
Herbert, and their two children. An aspiring model, Tamara fakes an allergy to
flour (modeling it after a program she watched on TV about gluten intolerance)
after noting the absence of any healthy food at all in the house. Still, the
Shadbolts make a change from the previous family she lived with, the Rawdings, “with
their lists of rules all over the place, taped to the fridge, in the inside of
the bathroom door: Don’t use more than 6
squares of bathroom tissue during a visit. Don’t open the refrigerator door
unless you have permission.” She skips school frequently to watch Fashion
TV, and has to check in regularly with her social worker, Mr. Mussbacher.
Mrs. Barclay, on the other hand, has ended up in the
Senior’s Lodge by an unfortunate mistake: thinking that she was going to die
quite soon, she signed power of attorney over to her nephew, Byron, who insists
that she sell her house and her car as soon as possible. Mrs. Barclay notes, “Six
months ago, when the pain was so bad I made me dizzy, I was sure my boat was headed
out to sea, all primed with tar, reading for the torch. I said things; I signed
things. But the funeral barge wasn’t set afire. And, God, it’s hard to have to
hobble back to shore and find Byron waiting for you.” She intersperses her
knowledge of opera (which is full of Norse mythology) with her understanding of
people and places, her go to set of allusions to describe a situation.
The two form an unlikely pairing when both set their sights
on the west coast, Mrs. Barclay hoping to attend the opera in Seattle and
Tamara wanting to register in a modeling workshop in Vancouver. They decide to
make that happen, and set off from Edmonton in Mrs. Barclay’s boat of a car.
Although there are places where the journey and what will
happen on it seem transparent, Huser is always conscious of his characters and
imbues them with a personality that doesn’t get lost in the predictability of
the story. For instance, he carefully alludes (only once or twice) to how
Tamara’s dream of modeling affects her well being, noting at one point when she
almost faints in a meeting that she could have had more to eat lunch.
Similarly, Huser only subtly shows Mrs. Barclay’s own knowledge of her “bad”
days, her confusion when she sleeps an entire morning away, or Tamara’s worry
when Mrs. Barclay isn’t herself. The story is told through their intersecting
perspectives, moving between Tamara and Mrs. Barclay throughout the book.
Skinnybones and the
Wrinkle Queen is a quick, light, and satisfying read, with a fun map-out of
the journey from Edmonton to the west coast and back again.