Have you ever looked at a married couple (seemingly opposites) and wondered how they manage to co-exist? In this novel a lonely, reserved French translator is drawn into the claustrophobic relationship of a disillusioned academic and his artistic wife. A literary novel with numerous voyeuristic philosophical twists.
Sanderson sniffed. ‘Are you trying to make me feel better, Eddie? If so, you are failing.’ But he smiled as he said it, and this lightened the gloom. We finished our drinks and got up to go.
‘I suppose marriage is a question of sustained belief,’ he said. We were out on the busy street now, life going on all around. ‘A necessary but insufficient condition of its continuance.’
