![]() ![]() subtle touches give the book an intense, slightly mesmeric feel. The power of Joyce's prose lies in small, astute observations. It is her clever did-I-read-that-right twist at the end that really got to me and had me scrabbling back through the chapters, open-mouthed. Its unputdownable factor lies in its exploration of so many multilayered emotions. Joyce executes this story with precision and flair. ![]() The TimesĪ near-flawless novel of emotional truth. But persevere and plough on alongside Byron (who you’ll find you want to stay with, as if by continuing to read him you might be able to protect him somehow, or at least keep him company), and the reward is a redemptive ending of such tenderness that after 300-odd pages of darkness you will end up grinning dippily and recommending this wild, searching book to everyone you know. If only there were more novelists like Rachel Joyce Telegraph She is to Perfect what Harold Fry was to : a fully rounded hero, someone to fall in love with and argue about, cherish and admonish, as though she were real. ![]()
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