
Fiction - paperback; Abacus; 265 pages; 1994
This is a kind of sweet, simply told novel, the first by the prolific Anita Shreve, which explores the notion of love and loss.
It's about a man, Andrew, who returns to his childhood home after
the death of his mother. As he packs up her things and makes plans to
sell her home, he finds himself reminiscing about the past and
reflecting on an horrific incident that still haunts him. He was only a
teenager when his neighbour, Jim Close, was shot and killed in his
home. Jim's daughter, Eden, Andrew's childhood companion, was blinded
in the incident. Seventeen years on, Eden still lives at home with her
elderly mother, but is shut off from the world with no friends and no
life. Andrew tries to befriend her again and in doing so, begins to
slowly chip away at the secrets Eden has kept all these years about the
real truth of that murderous night in which her life was changed
forever.
Shreve's languid prose adds to the claustrophobic atmosphere of life
in small town America. But at times I felt the story was a little dull
and slow-paced and tended to work over the same ground again and again.
Despite this, the climax was unexpected and worth waiting for. Still,
if you haven't read anything by Shreve before, I'm not sure this is the
first place to start; her other novels are more accomplished.
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