"The Moons of Jupiter" by Alice Munro

This is a well written book of rather dreary, wasp-dry short stories that I have been reading for awhile. It's a very used copy that I picked up at FOPLA, so it's perfect for flopping around at the bottom of my purse. Read it in Eva's office waiting for Ray to have his Marion bridge installed. Finally finished it in Florida. Stories were good, but as I say, dreary. They were mostly about middle aged women looking for love, lovers, meaning.