It could have been that I was a child. It could have been that I was biased because she was my mother. Or it could have been that Margot-Sophia Lalonde was massive, larger-than-life, riveting, take-your-breath-away vivid, and astonishing. In spite of all the years and everything since, I still think of her that way. Excerpted from Everything Beautiful Is Not Ruined by Danielle Younge-Ullman All rights reserved by the original copyright owners. Excerpts are provided for display purposes only and may not be reproduced, reprinted or distributed without the written permission of the publisher.