Chapter One
Technically speaking, I guess you could say I killed Robert Morgan, but I did it only because he insisted on it, and because death had clearly already gotten its mealy hands on him, and because I knew the very act of asking must have made him madder than hell.
"Look at me," he'd cackle from the foul nest of covers on his bed, "and then take a look at you. It just doesn't seem right." I knew what he meant. Let's just say I had more than my fair share of resources shoring up my bones. "You could live through two winters back to back, Truly," he rasped. "You could swallow the whole damn world, and no one would notice."
He was lying under his great-grandmother's famous quilt, the one embroidered all over with flowers and vines, some of them nice and neat inside a diamond-edged border and the rest running riot around the edges. It was a peculiar piece of work all right. In fact, if you looked at it hard enough, you might get to thinking it was almost two quilts-the tidy, inner square worked up all careful and the crazy border that looked like a floral explosion. That's what I'd concluded, at least, after ten years of staring at the thing.
Soon enough, the doctor quit talking altogether. At first, I welcomed this development, banging into his room with trays of food I knew he couldn't eat but tormented him with anyway.
"That story about the dead lady in the hippo cage?" I asked, waving a spoonful of tapioca under his nose. "It's the dumbest thing I ever heard. So what if it's true?" I watched him shake his head, then popped the pudding into my own mouth and rolled the beads across my tongue, satisfied with their slick sweetness. "For one thing, what'd they do with the hippo? And for another, you don't even know any of the details that would make the story really good. For instance, what kind of coffin did they put her in? Or did they just throw her body in the cage and pull her along to a giant hole in the ground?"
I leaned down so close, I knew he could see the tiny hairs that limned my upper lip. "Do you want to know the difference between a good story and the truth?" When he didn't respond, I went ahead and gave him the answer. "The little bits, Robert Morgan. That's all. If you get those right, you can get away with murder." I smiled and patted his arm. Then I finished off the tapioca.
After a few days, however, I found myself unsettled by the silence between us. For twenty years, I'd endured his barbs and insults, but now I could feel his stony stare roving over my flesh, as if he wanted to devour me raw. I'd watch out of the corner of my eye as he cricked his jaw open and shut like a ventriloquist's dummy, trying to make a noise and failing, and then I'd collect his untouched tray, half wishing he'd snarl at me like the old days and half hoping he wouldn't.
-From the book The Little Giant of Aberdeen County by Tiffany Baker
Her physical enormity has made Truly an object of derision all her life. But when she is forced to care for her sister’s child, her brother-in-law’s degradation gives her the strength to pursue her destiny…and love.
The best things don’t always come in the smallest packages
“The day I laid Robert Morgan to rest was remarkable for two reasons. First, even though it was August, the sky overhead was as rough and cold as a January lake, and second, it was the day I started to shrink.”—from The Little Giant of Aberdeen County
“Truly Plaice, a giant woman with a big personality and an even bigger heart, can teach us all a lesson or two. One of the most important is that we often find family when we least expect it, but most need it. The Little Giant of Aberdeen County is a moving novel that’ll stay with you a long time.”—Sharon Fantera, Editorial Director
“In such an original, compelling way, Tiffany Baker taps into each reader’s insecurities and desire for acceptance. While Truly is a unique and unforgettable character, we’re all little giants under the skin.”—Beth Goehring, Editor
“There is a little—or a lot—of Truly in each of us, and her story will leave you impassioned, affected and most of all, hopeful. A dazzling debut!”—Jennifer Hufford-Varrone, Senior Editor, Doubleday Large Print Book Club
“Some books entertain us. Others make us laugh, or cry, or fall in love. This one will make you think. Little Giant is a powerful, thought-provoking novel about our space in the world and of the things that imprison us as well as set us free.”—Christine Zika, Editor-in-Chief, The Literary Guild
A Special Note From The Author
What a Blue Ribbon Means to Me
When I think of blue ribbons, I automatically picture a table at a county fair laden with homemade jams and pickles. I picture a gaggle of women clucking over spoonfuls of plum chutney and raspberry jelly, and the spectacled town mayor giving first prize to an upstart entry of onion marmalade. I imagine trophy sows, and a pie-eating competition, clouds of cotton candy, and game booths where the reward is a plastic bag with three goldfish tied up inside. I think dipping into a book should be like going to the county fair. You should meet old friends, eat a lot of sticky food you’ll regret later, have a go on some sort of spinning ride, and win an enormous, plush animal. In a good book there should be some version of fireworks, unforeseen romances, town gossip, and, yes, upsets in the jam competition. At the end of things, you should come home messy.
Truly Plaice and the town of Aberdeen belong to this world, a realm that I think is both familiar to most Americans but also disappearing, and this is one of the reasons I write novels: to forge kinships both on the page and with the reader, to capture a community, and, hopefully, to make a carnival come to life. When you’re at the fair you know it isn’t real, but that’s what makes it so exciting. People aren’t themselves. The mayor could run off with the librarian. The town geek could end up stealing a beauty queen’s heart behind the hot dog stand. Anything could happen and when it does, there’s always a crowd to talk about it.
So thank you for choosing The Little Giant of Aberdeen County to sit on the National Blue Ribbon Bookshelf. It’s an honor and a pleasure, and I hope that you and your friends enjoy it so much you decide to give it your own blue ribbons. Bon vivant!
—Tiffany Baker
Hardcover: 352 pages
Publisher: Hachette Book Group USA ( January 01, 2009 )
Item #: 82-0779
ISBN: 9780446194204
Product Dimensions: 5.5 x 8.25 x 0.84 inches
Product Weight: 14.0 ounces

I thought this book was great. I couldn't wait to get home from work to pick it up!!!
Reviewer: Summer
I loved this book and could not put it down until I was finished. Great story !!!!!
Reviewer: Ann G
This was a disappointing book for one that had won a Blue Ribbon Award. My copy got donated to a used book sale. Not a keeper.
Reviewer: Carolyn
I totally disagree with the previous Reviews. I thought this book was one of the best I've read in a very long time. Although a little depressing, It does make you think about how you treat people and it makes me want to be a better person!
A winner in my book!!!!
Reviewer: Buse
I've only managed to get halfway through this book. It gets progressively more depressing. I cannot recall ever having read anything as bad as this book. If you are considering purchasing it, I strongly advise against it. Unless of course, you LIKE to feel unhappy. Just like reviewer Melodie P, I'd like to return it. What a waste of money!
It is only receiving one star because the system will not allow me to choose NO stars. Actually, it should get negative five stars.
Reviewer: Pamela F