Book review: Short in length but long in achievement

One of the best lines in one of the best books I read last year is, ‘If we aren’t living for others, maybe we aren’t really living.’ That’s not from Lost Lambs but Madeline Cash’s debut is another book that makes me happy it exists because the more novels that bring irreverence and style and wit and honesty to a public needing to be told now more than ever that the cult of the individual helps nobody except those who care the least about individual human beings, and that we can only find...