“After the funeral the hiatus that tragedy brought takes a different form. The suddenness of the death has gone, irrelevant now. Thaddeus has stood and knelt in the church of St Nicholas, has heard his wife called good, the word he himself gave to a clergyman he has known all his life. People were present in the church who were strangers to him, who afterwards, in the house, introduced themselves as a few of Letitia’s friends from the time before he knew her. ‘And where is Letitia now?’ an undertaker a week ago inquired, confusing Thaddeus, who for a moment wondered if the man knew why he had been summoned. ‘It’s Letitia who has died,’ he said, and answered, when the man explained, that Letitia was in the mortuary, where she’d been taken.”
‘Death in Summer’ by William Trevor
Try one of these 1st paras & discover a new author:-
‘The Heart is a Lonely Hunter’ by Carson McCullers
‘Astonishing Splashes of Colour’ by Clare Morrall
‘The Crying of Lot 49’ by Thomas Pynchon
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Such a lot to think about in one, elegantly written paragraph. Thank you for sharing it – I’ll look for the book.
I think we miss so many great books by concentrating on new releases! 2017 is my year of choosing books from the backlists. SD
So true. My problem is more the other way around – I need to try more new things. There’s a happy balance there somewhere!
I know, I need to find more ‘comfort reads’! SD