It is a tragic story of lost innocence, guilt, and regret. Hanna is a mysterious older woman who becomes involved with a young, 15-year old boy named Michael. Michael is drawn in by Hanna’s mystery and enjoys reading to her during their meetings. When Hanna appears again a few years later–to Michael’s horror and surprise–she is not who he thought she was. Or was she? I miss this kind of story where the characters are mysterious and secretive and they never truly reveal their feelings throughout the story.
Zara is an unusual, small-town temp travelling through middle England who stumbles upon odd characters on the way.
I have to go along with the majority of reviews on this one that the story was all over the place. It is a book that if you stop reading it for a while and come back to it, it is hard to remember what happened before. I’m still trying to figure out what is the point of this novel.
This book has stories told by four Catholic women in four different eras. It was hard to follow, but at the end Henry has a list of how all the narrators were connected. It was interesting enough and short enough that I read the whole thing, but it didn’t affect me personally like it would others who are closer to this subject.