Eleanor Oliphant Is Completely Fine: A Novel

form of comfort for her, a token of reassurance, when nothing else felt solid.

while giving birth and how different she was now. She said, “Did you feel like an animal?” Cecelia considered this.

This transience made Sylvie feel skittish and unfocused—without a home, her movements often felt random. She’d always lived with family, and she hadn’t realized how big a role waking up in the morning to the sounds of her parents, or Julia, played in her feeling like herself.