Thelibrarylady has been remiss about reading books by this author who has a substantial list of prize-winning books. That being said I would say Anna Quindle
n is an acquired taste. Coming in at only 257 pages (this would be a good choice for a book club) I thought it would be an easy read. But it is filled with complications and “what might have beens” that keep the reader on her toes.
Sixty-year-old iconic photographer Rebecca Winter is hanging on to her life by her fingernails and is fast loosing her grip. Having to rent out out her over-priced New York City apartment (5800 a month) to support her mother in a nursing home (1900), maintenance for the apartment (1400), her father’s rent (1000), and the rent for the “Charming Country Cottage” which as it turns out is not (1000) leaves Rebecca 500 dollars a month to live on. Did I mention her son Ben, who can use some extra cash too. Eventually she will barter with her photographs.
The real story here is how she re-discovers herself. I know that sounds trite but that is exactly what happens. Still recovering from a verbally abusive marriage, she feels the stirrings of attraction from a roofer who removes an errant raccoon from her attic and strikes up a working friendship. Constantly looking for more income, she comes across a series of make-shift cross memorials in the forest surrounding her cottage. And her life is never the same.