I absolutely loved that about this novel--being able to see their world through their eyes(and hands and feet) brought such a brilliant sense of immediacy to the story that really, could have felt cold otherwise.
A few days after finishing Some Luck, I can still see in my mind the passage about Mary Elizabeth and her shoes--"The nearest of these were her own feet, stuck out in front of her, as they often were, pointing upward, and not appearing to wiggle, even though they felt like they were wiggling."
THAT is the Jane Smiley I love reading...