Facts and fictions are different truths. Minna pratt stares at this message above her mother's typewriter every day and tries to understand it. But how can she, when her mind is already so full? She wishes her mother wou...Facts and fictions are different truths. Minna pratt stares at this message above her mother's typewriter every day and tries to understand it. But how can she, when her mind is already so full? She wishes her mother would ask her normal questions like "How was your day?" Instead of "What is the quality of beauty?" She wishes her brother, mcgrew, could catch a baseball.