One book, two linked stories about loss and grief and the enduring power of love. For me this was like a supermarket BOGOF (buy one, get one free): it seemed like a good idea but inevitably I ended up with more than I wanted. Delivers a indulgent read and plenty of romance.
My whole reason for living hung on one kiss in a forest in Poland. I had tramped the earth to be with my childhood sweetheart. But who was this Lotte, other than a fading memory? I had nailed my sense of self to a romantic illusion, and if this edifice in my mind was toppled what would be left of me?
