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But inside she seethes with the need to know what really
happened. She knows there was scandal, but nobody will explain why. She knows
she has blocked memories – she didn’t speak for a year after the trauma – but
nothing has yet triggered her recall.
Eventually she breaks away from her grandmother’s enforced cocoon to search out the answers in America. Her research uncovers just one name, Annais Francesca D’Autremond. So when the opportunity presents to meet the woman who can explain her past Christina cannot resist.
She knows her life will never be the same, but has no idea how far her discoveries will take them both.
Eventually she breaks away from her grandmother’s enforced cocoon to search out the answers in America. Her research uncovers just one name, Annais Francesca D’Autremond. So when the opportunity presents to meet the woman who can explain her past Christina cannot resist.
She knows her life will never be the same, but has no idea how far her discoveries will take them both.
This is the third of S Anne Gardner’s books I have read and
reviewed. They are all well written, well crafted and, most unusually, all
completely different.
Unlike the more traditional lesbian romance of “The very thought
of You” (which I loved) I complained that “Till there was You” was melodramatic
and bodice ripping. It was. But now I have read “Absolution” I think there is
also a trace of madness in the overwhelming passion.
“Absolution” was an interesting read. Almost the whole book is
written in the first person. We only get Grandmother and Francesca’s emotions
from Christina’s viewpoint. Inside Christina’s head is not a settled and
balanced place to be. As the story unfolds her moods and emotions take
increasingly wide swings which make it heard to follow and sometimes hard to
empathize with. As her memories wake she is literally torn between the desire
to forget and stay in a cocooned ‘here and now’ with Francesca, and the history
which is dragging her into reality and self realization.
I am not going to discuss the end of the book, not even close, as the concluding chapters take us somewhere I didn’t expect to go. No matter how clever you are you wont have guessed all the twists this plot unfurls.
What I can say is that what we witness is a character unraveling as the truth invades her sheltered mind on all sorts of levels. From her own memories, the poignant reminders Francesca brings, visiting Spain, everything leads her to a tortured place which took me back to the “Yellow Wallpaper” by Charlotte Perkins Gilman. Having spent her life believing she was different from her selfish and uncaring parents she gradually recognises quite how like her family she really is.
What the book left me with was a sense of disquiet. I think I enjoyed it, I was certainly challenged by it. I am glad I read it. And now I can’t quite decide if I am really looking forward to Ms Gardner’s back catalogue or feel like following Christina’s example and walking away from reality.
First published 2014
I am not going to discuss the end of the book, not even close, as the concluding chapters take us somewhere I didn’t expect to go. No matter how clever you are you wont have guessed all the twists this plot unfurls.
What I can say is that what we witness is a character unraveling as the truth invades her sheltered mind on all sorts of levels. From her own memories, the poignant reminders Francesca brings, visiting Spain, everything leads her to a tortured place which took me back to the “Yellow Wallpaper” by Charlotte Perkins Gilman. Having spent her life believing she was different from her selfish and uncaring parents she gradually recognises quite how like her family she really is.
What the book left me with was a sense of disquiet. I think I enjoyed it, I was certainly challenged by it. I am glad I read it. And now I can’t quite decide if I am really looking forward to Ms Gardner’s back catalogue or feel like following Christina’s example and walking away from reality.
Publisher: Affinity Ebook Press NZ LTD (20 Jan 2014)
By Velvet Lounger

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