On a sunny, cool November
day in 1997, George Webb is buying flowers to take to place of the grave of Bob
Nash who died two years ago on this date.
Afterwards, he will visit Bob’s widow, Sarah. So far, this sounds pretty straightforward,
but over the course of the day this novel spans, we learn why Sarah is unable
to make this graveside visit in person, why George is even involved, and about the
intermingling of many lives and the unexpected consequences of the choices one
makes. It unfolds like a mystery. Told entirely as an interior monologue, it is
beautifully written. Swift won the
Booker Prize for Last Orders. His Waterland
is a favorite of mine, but there is much more of his work, including Last orders, that I haven’t read and I
look forward to catching up. 324 pp.
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