Sometimes, when parents pass away, it can feel like your childhood has died along with them. For queer adults, whose childhoods, even when raised by loving parents, were often marked by secrets and shame, this double passing, the death of the chance to be a full and complete person in your parents’ eyes, can be a greater loss, a heavier burden, than expected. That is where this delightful novella starts, where childhood love, happiness, and regret become overwhelmed by a grief that is difficult to express. There isn’t a lot of plot, per se, its exactly what is promised in the blurb…. Our protagonist’s parents have died, his boyfriend arranges a holiday in the countryside to help take time to process his loss, and he tries to do just that, even as his boyfriend is called back to the city for work. But plot isn’t the point, nor is some revelatory, instantaneous catharsis. The novella has a real sense of place, the isolation of the country is reflected in the language and the tone, and it all fits together really well. There is a bit of a dreamlike quality, as we move back and forth between the present and memories of the past as well as stories of the past without clear delineation, not in an intentionally confusing way but in the way that a mind sunk in grief is living in more than one place at once. This novella is a portrait of grief and love, which is to say of life, with the twinge of that special melancholy of those looking at middle-age on the horizon while still tasting the lingering sweetness of youth. Real transformations are often the quiet ones, the ones that sneak up on us without announcing themselves, and this story shares what one of those may feel like.
All the secondary characters had enough details to let them feel grounded, like more than placeholders, and our protagonist felt rounded and complete, even though we experienced his whole life in snippets, which in some ways made him more of a mirror for the audience than a real person. It is hard to draw a reader in when presenting a subdued setting with uncomplicated prose without any strong plot to drive the narrative, when the central conflict has already happened and the story is all denouement, and yet this novella mostly succeeds. I was left wanting a little more, finishing the story and being satisfied but also feeling like I had heartstrings that were anticipating being plucked yet remained stilled and quiet. It is hard to say what or where I would have wanted more though, as this story is really well-balanced, felt compelling while I was in the middle of it, and feels complete. If you are in the mood for some light introspection and grappling with ideas of self and happiness through the lens of grief and loss there is a lot of comfort, though not necessarily answers, to be found in this cozy story.
I want to thank the author, the publisher Fairlight Books, and NetGalley, who provided a complimentary eARC for review. I am leaving this review voluntarily.