Eleanor Oliphant Is Completely Fine

by Gail Honeyman

Raymond here, but also not here. Like Schrödinger’s cat.

if a tree falls in a forest and no one is around to hear it, does it make a sound?

It isn’t annoying, her need – it isn’t a burden. It’s a privilege. I’m responsible. I chose to put myself in a situation where I’m responsible. Wanting to look after her, a small, dependent, vulnerable creature, is innate, and I don’t even have to think about it. It’s like breathing. For some people.