At the end, I didn’t know whether to despair or hope for Sita. I still don’t.
Maurice Swift will do anything, anything, to get his name on the cover of a book.
In the end those landmarks of his life, which might have guided him onwards, are quite gone.
A finely crafted novel that traverses the territory of love and loss, broken family ties, and political upheaval
Sometimes there is a prescience to novels, as if certain books have their particular time.
I wanted to know more about this man; what it was he wouldn’t see, and who it was that wanted him to see things their way.
To me those four words reverberated with doom and I just had to know what happened.