Note: This is an emulation of my favorite paragraph of what he have read from Eggers so far. It is located on page five.
My family doesn’t have a style, but my mom has a definitive one and it has shaped how my childhood home has looked for years. In our basement bathroom, which used to be painted a safe, if uninteresting, tan, is the truest sign that my mom dictates the décor of our home. The wallpaper has a red and black plaid border that runs through the middle of the wall, surrounded by a variety of dancing grizzly bears. My mom picked them because they made her laugh and smile and she bases a large amount of her decisions based on whether or not something makes her laugh and smile. We got the wallpaper within a few years of moving into our home and there are three types of dancing bears on the wall: the mother and her cub, the bear with the umbrella and the naked bear. They are brown against tan paint and hang just above and below the red and black plaid border. Some also have leaped near the top of the wall and you can only see them if you are looking. The whole set up is simply horrendous, but it has been around for as long as I can remember and become a source of laughter between everyone but my mom, but it has stayed, a true reminder of who has control of the house décor and what kind of person my mother is.