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352 pages, Paperback
First published February 1, 2016
In THE BALLROOM, two damaged lives find solace and hope through stolen moments and secretly passed letters full knowing there are only three ways out of the nightmare in which they are held captive.
"You can die....You can escape....Or you can convince them you are sane enough to leave."
This dark and sometimes disturbing love story has well-drawn protagonists in John and Ella Fay and their dangerously disturbed 'so called' doctor, Charles (who has delusions of grandeur with a future in eugenics), but you will also find strong secondary characters in Clem and the entertaining sailor man, Dan.
Besides the creepy atmosphere of the place, the horror of stacked bodies in unmarked graves and fear of the chronic ward, there is this constant underlying feeling something bad is going to happen.......
Great read! Thought provoking, full of emotion and a frightening look at the eugenics movement, but I wanted a just little more from the ending.
(Interesting personal historical note from the author)
It was dark, she was alone, but her blood was beating; she was alive. She would study it, this place, this asylum. She would hide inside herself. She would seem to be good. And then she would escape.
John lifted his shovel to the hard winter earth. And he thought of where he was. And how long he had been there. And what was simple broke apart and became a shattered, sharded thing.
A strange sound started up, a low drumming. At first, she couldn’t light on what it was, until it grew faster, and louder, and she understood: it was the men, beating with their boots on the floor. Something stirred in the pit of her stomach. It was wild in here. Dangerous. Anything might occur.
She stared at the book in her hands. ‘When I go to university,’ she said, ‘if I write an essay about it, then I’ll talk about the ending. How I want it to be different. But how it’s still the right ending after all.’
by this author and purchased The Ballroom in Hardback for my bookshelf.