I read this book a while ago, and while I forget a lot of stuff I read, this was very memorable. In my view, it's about a wide-spread Russian cultural phenomenon: mothers abusing their daughters. I remember I didn't catch it in the beginning and sympathized with the main character (Anna), thinking what a heroic mother and grandmother she was, taking care of her unfortunate grandson, the victim of his mother's (Anna's daughter) neglect. And then it dawned on me: this Anna is terrorizing everyone around her--her daughter, her mother, and her grandson--and is building a monument to herself on top of their remains... There's probably more to the story, but that's what really got to me. This is my favorite piece by Petrushevskaya.