WE DO WHAT WE DO IN THE DARK

A sad and lonely young woman has a formative affair with a married female professor at her college.

"The college was mostly a commuter school, and on nights and weekends it was as if two-thirds of the students simply vanished, like the Rapture. Lacking both a car and an interest in bars, Mallory felt at once claustrophobic and isolated, a feeling with which she had been familiar for most of her life." In tightly controlled, flattened prose that seems to match the emotional weather of her protagonist, Hart's debut observes the coming-of-age of Mallory Green. After a post–high school gap year notable only for the death of her mother, Mallory chooses a college because it was the name on a sweatshirt worn by a kindergarten classmate whose younger sibling strangled on a Venetian blind cord: "In his extreme grief, he seemed more interesting to her." She makes no friends, at least at first, but she does have an obsessive relationship with a professor whose husband is out of town for a year. Though Mallory has known she was gay since childhood, this is her first sexual experience. Nonetheless, the mentorship "the woman" (we only ever know her as "the woman") offers has more to do with managing a personality inclined to isolation and misery and occasional meanness than with being gay. “I have slept with other women, yes. But I’m not like you. We are alike in many ways, but not that one," the woman tells her. In fact, she will be getting back together with her husband as soon as he comes home. Mallory asks how they are alike then, though actually she already knows. “You and I," says the woman, "we do what we do in the dark and then we deal with it all alone.”

Not a #MeToo story; instead, something more delicate and strange and, at this point, more interesting.