One of the joys of “Starting Out in the Evening” is the lovely interconnectedness of it—the integrity, if you will, of a story that refers to itself over and over like a beautiful carpet whose central figure keeps appearing in subtly new forms. Mise en abymes? In this story, there are many, best beloved. What do the three central characters want? Another way to express this—what’s missing for them? These questions drive the story. On the surface, Heather Wolfe would seem to d