Even more than a week after I finished reading it, I feel sad to have finished this debut novel from Caro Clarke. How often does that happen to you? Characters don't come to life and remain with you long after the final page of the book is closed unless the writer has something.
Lesbian romance is a common enough theme for novels these days, and they aren't all worth reading. I've read enough of the equivalent of lesbian Mills & Boone to have decided never to go there again. However, this is a love story between two women who meet, have the "coup de foudre" thunderclap instant knowing that this other person is for them - and I have always been interested in the notion of love at first sight. Most importantly, and what makes this novel unique to me, the love story has a powerful historical context of the end of World War II.
Two women meet briefly and share a short time together before life separates them again. The rest of the novel is seen through their eyes and the eyes of the other women they are involved with in some way before the two women are able to find their way back together again. The twist is that one of the women is disguised as a young man, doing "men's work".
Caro Clarke has clearly done her historical research, because it permeates the novel. As one of life's cowards, I appreciate the way the evils of war are handled with a light touch, although they are not ignored. I particularly like the way she dovetails together each segment of the book by transitioning to another woman's story as the plot advances. This is a debut novel of promise and I look forward to reading more of her work.