β Scribed by Abbott, David
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'This is a fine, sensitive, moving book - a remarkable first novel' Justin Cartwright. '(A) beautifully constructed debut' Catherine Taylor, Guardian. 'The menace simmering beneath the surface of its prose is compelling' Hephzibah Anderson, Daily Mail. 'Elegant, rich and gratifying' Claire Beale, Independent. 'It is beautifully written, the sentences polished like gems - but it is the book's substances that sticks in the mind' Anthony Capella.
Henry Cage seemed to have it all. A successful business career, considerable wealth, and a reputation for being a just and principled man. But public virtues can conceal private failings, and as Henry faces retirement, his well-ordered life begins to unravel. On the eve of the new millennium he is the victim of a random act of violence which soon escalates into a prolonged persecution, with tragic consequences. Family secrets are revealed, and when his ex-wife Nessa summons Henry to Palm Beach, he realises that there is little time to redress the mistakes of the past. The Upright Piano Player explores with a tender, yet unflinching eye the small but devastating flaws in human nature that can shape our destinies.
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**An adroit first novel of exceptional grace and emotional power by a legendary British ad executive. "David Abbott's _The Upright Piano Player_ is a wise and moving debut, an accomplished novel of quiet depths and resonant shadows." --John Burnham Schwartz, author of _The Commoner_ and _Reserv
**An adroit first novel of exceptional grace and emotional power by a legendary British ad executive. "David Abbott's *The Upright Piano Player* is a wise and moving debut, an accomplished novel of quiet depths and resonant shadows." --John Burnham Schwartz, author of *The Commoner* and *Reser
*Player Piano*(1952), Vonnegutβs first novel, embeds and foreshadows themes which are to be parsed and dramatized by academians for centuries to come. His future society--a marginal extrapolation, Vonnegut wrote, of the situation he observed as an employee of General Electric in which machines were