Luke Slade, a young Congressional aide, begins this business trip to China like all other international travel heβs endured with βLyinβ Leoβ: buried under a slew of diplomatic runarounds, non-functioning cell phones, and humiliation from the Congressman at every turn. But on day two, a new challen
Last Days in Cleaver Square
β Scribed by Patrick McGrath
- Book ID
- 110734455
- Publisher
- Random House
- Year
- 2021
- Tongue
- English
- Weight
- 336 KB
- Category
- Fiction
- ISBN-13
- 9781473585195
No coin nor oath required. For personal study only.
β¦ Synopsis
FROM THE INTERNATIONAL BESTSELLING AUTHOR OF ASYLUM, TRAUMA AND THE WARDROBE MISTRESS
'Wonderful, thrilling' JOHN BANVILLE
'Has pleasure on every page' TIMES
It's 1975 and Francis McNulty, ageing poet, retired, is living in his childhood home in Cleaver Square with his daughter Gilly. Haunted by memories of the Spanish Civil War, in which he drove an ambulance, he sees awful visions of his old nemesis, General Franco, and is powerfully reminded of a terrible act of betrayal he committed in Spain. When Gilly announces her upcoming marriage, Francis is forced to confront his past, once and for all.
'Impressive' GUARDIAN
'A very moving portrayal of a complicated father-daughter relationship, neither of them fully able to break away' RACHEL JOYCE
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