They have known each other for a long time. She has never quite been able to recall the moment when they met, the place, the precise day, whether she shook his hand or they kissed on the cheek. Nor has she ever thought to ask him. She does have a first memory, though. As she was climbing into her coat in the narrow hallway of an unkempt apartment, she had caught his look of distress.
...Voice Over by Celine Curiol, Translated by Sam Richard
This book was recommended to me because of my enjoyment of Fire in The Blood by Irene Nemirovsky. It's sparse haunting prose should resonate with readers who enjoy Nemirovsky.
From these "First Lines", would you want to continue reading?
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