It is the sensuousness of Buchanan’s writing, however, that grabs the attention: “All year, misery had sloshed under her skin. It was so thick, it should have pimpled her pores.” Yuki is left alone in America after her family returns to Japan: she is forbidden to go near Washington Square because her strict father disapproves of the chess­boards. With the Vietnam war raging to a soundtrack of late Beatles, Yuki falls pregnant, but her burning ambition to be an artist compels her to abandon her child. The two characters and stories dovetail elegantly, close to something like redemption: “She would find a way of loving that didn’t maim.” A serious, sad and beautifully written debut.