Abra continued in her concentrated imperturbability, “Do you want to have a mother?”

She’s also pushing back against her established image, which over the last few years has toughened, thrillingly, into a kind of icon of imperturbability.

Much more effectively unsettling are the quietly unhinged antics of B; the bland, blank imperturbability of C; and the phantasmagoric sensory detail that Kleeman imagines.