Hidden At the Heart Of the House
THE house, like a family, has its secrets. The domestic surfaces lie, until you start listening to your memory of them, until you look at their commonplaces as clues. When Mary Gordon, the best-selling author, was 13, she went through the drawers of a boarder renting a room in her mother's house, an incident she recounts in her new memoir, ''Seeing Through Places'' (Scribner), to be published next month.