I neglected work and meals to finish this book, even though I didn't want it to finish. It deals with loss, sorrow, failure, but also with love and joy - with death and birth in ways that are deeply moving and entirely unsentimental. And the narration is superb. the wrong kind of narration can ruin even a very good book for me.
A nightmare journey through a winter wood, carrying a gruesome burden.
It has to be the scene that closes the book, though saying more will give too much away
It made me want to weep with sorrow as well as joy
I found its setting hard to place in terms of a time frame. The characters don't seem to have access to cell phones, emails, etc., and yet it does feel as if the Britain it writes about is some time in the not too distant future. There are elements of magic and mystery in the story, but enough realism to keep one grounded.
The characters come alive in the narration
When the priest whispers "help me" to the young drug addicted mother he has been helping
In this case less is really more - there was just enough of the irish brogue in her voice to envoke a lingering irishness in the characters, and she does not fall into the trap of trying to assume a "male" voice for male characters
There were several - one would be hard to single out
I have now read all four titles in the Audible catalogue by Jennifer Haig, and greatly enjoyed all of them, but the last two have been the best
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