The Last of the Stanfields by Marc Levy <— A new review form my sister!! Usually she’d be doing it from my house on her vacation here, but due to Covid… she’s home so far away from me.
BUT!! She sent me this and I’m thrilled!
I have read a book last month and I saw that it is available in English and that it was on your “new releases” list of January 2019. So I wrote a review !!!
The Last of the Stanfields – Marc Levy
My best friend Denyse (we’ve known each other since we were 4) lent me books months ago. Oh shoots! I think it was more like years now that I think of it… it was even before Covid-19. Well, I do not read as much as I would like to with my busy schedule, but I’m happy to have taken some time for myself with this book!
I read it in French, since Marc Levy is a French author, but I was happy to see that this man has books translated in many languages. So you too will be able to get into this tightly twisted story, full of entertaining characters.
Is there romance in that book? Oh yes there is! But first and foremost, you are taken into an intrigue that reveals itself little by little, through all sorts of means.
It all starts with anonymous letters. One condemning Eleanor-Rigby’s mother of a crime that she hid from her family. The other, condemning George-Harrison’s mother of the same. What have they done, apart from having sick humor in naming their kids, that would be considered a crime? She leaves London, and him Quebec, to meet the anonymous writer in Baltimore. But the writer is nowhere to be seen… And together, they will start investigating to discover something that has roots way back during the Second World War… something that will change forever how they see each other.
This will be a short review because each time I think of something cool to tell you, I feel like I’m going to spoil it for you. 😉
What got me into it are the characters. They’re normal people. They scream, get mad, do stupid things, all with passion, trying to get through life doing the best they can. Like us, they are living the existence they are in, not knowing or thinking much about what came before them. What don’t we know about our parents, about their parents… the passions, the mischiefs, the crises and all the choices they had to make, and what would we be willing to do, to really know?
Thank you my wonderful sister!!!! I LOVE THIS!!!