In slowly re-reading my novels by
Libby Purves, I reached ‘More Lives than One’. I was given this at the end of 2003 and
read it in July 2004. But whereas I had almost entirely forgotten the plots of other novels which I hadn’t read for fifteen or more years, this one was so powerful that I recalled the outline, the climax and the unexpected, traumatic revelation.
It was with a little trepidation that I started reading this again, a few days ago, not sure if I wanted that emotional trauma...
Published on January 12, 2020 08:27