By T. C. Boyle
Will Lightbody is a guy with a abdominal affliction whose merely sin is loving his spouse, Eleanor, an excessive amount of. Eleanor is a healthiness nut of the 1st stripe, and while in 1907 she trips to Dr. John Harvey Kellogg's notorious conflict Creek Spa to reside out the vegetarian ethos, terrible Will is going too.
So starts T. Coraghessan Boyle's wickedly comedian examine turn-of-the-century fans looking for the magic capsule to delay their lives—or the revenue on hand from production it. Brimming with a Dickensian solid of characters and laced with wildly extraordinary plot twists, Jane Smiley within the manhattan instances booklet evaluation referred to as the line to Wellville "A wonder, stress-free from starting to end."
Now on hand in paperback, laced with depraved comedian wit, this can be the tale of Dr. John Harvey Kellogg's notorious spa. This comedian masterpiece was once known as "a surprise, stress-free from commencing to end" by way of Jane Smiley within the manhattan instances publication evaluation. Boyle's latest novel, East is East used to be a countrywide bestseller.
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The Road to Wellville by T. C. Boyle