I read this book for the reading group I've just joined. It definitely didn't look like the kind of novel I'd enjoy but I read it and I was surprised how much I enjoyed it.
From the blurb on the cover you can't learn much. It says:
This story of Katherine Lind and Robin Fennel, of winter and summer, of war and peace, of exile and holidays.
And that exactly what you get: the story of one winter day during which Katherine Lind reminiscences about the summer she spent with the Fennel family.
Lots in this book is unfinished and only half said. We never learn about Katherine's family nor her life in her own country. We can only guess the true intentions of all characters, the ending is ambivalent and so much is left for us to guess that sometimes I felt really frustrated. I like things straight and well explained. But this time, despite all this irritating moments I really enjoyed this book.
The language it's written with is beautiful, fluent and effortless. The descriptions are poetical and so exact you feel like you've been there and seen everything with your own eyes. It made me want to read Philip Larkin's poetry.
A beautifully written book. I wonder if anyone here has read it?