4.5 Stars
This is one of those under the radar books that turn out to be really good. It takes place in a sleepy village of sorts in France called Saint-Sulpice where everyone knows each other for years and rumors will spread fast. There is a nearby farm, forest-lined walking paths, and a quaint shopping district. I googled Saint-Sulpice and all that keeps coming up in the search results is a famous church in France, rather than an actual town. The grand but neglected house the story takes place in is called Rossignol. One Jerome Lanvier has taken over the former family room in the house transforming it into a hospice situation. His wife died years ago and his three adult sons moved elsewhere for business, so he's in the 24-hour care of a resident nurse. The problem is, his curmudgeonly and biting personality has driven away not only his sons, but his previous carers. That's why Marguerite was recently hired.
Marguerite is a hospice nurse in her early twenties who was interviewed and hired by one of Jerome Lanvier's sons in Paris, France. She's very reserved and attractive. Most people she encounters in the village are curious about her. Everyone knows how difficult dealing with Jerome is, and Marguerite is his latest potential victim. Because she's so young and attractive they are curious as to why she would want such a solitary and depressing job. Marguerite's alone with no one else in the house to help. However, she actually prefers it that way. There is a sense that she has left something behind in her life that she's running away from. In addition to administering medication and medical help to Jerome, she also must make all Jerome's meals, wash and dress him, change sheets, etc. She must walk to the shops to get groceries when needed, since she wasn't provided a car. Admittedly, at first Marguerite felt a bit scared and out of her element settling into Jerome's son Thibault's old bedroom.
Although they never specifically mention what ailment Jerome is dying from, he is often in pain, has a finicky appetite, is skin and bones, needs help getting into the bath and on the bedpan, and occasionally soils himself. I actually enjoyed the methodical descriptions of Marguerite handling various crises that would occur with Jerome, such as the messes. Cleaning his body, helping him step into clean pajamas, changing his sheets, carrying the soiled linens into the utility room to start a wash. I marveled at her compassionate and reliable care, running this household all by herself. When he needed Marguerite he would bang on his headboard.
Although Jerome was in the apex of his life and had to sacrifice his pride at the door as this young woman tended to his most basic needs, it didn't stop him from keenly assessing her and making her uncomfortable or even angry at some of his musings. Jerome would strip you right down with his investigative eye and say things to make you want to stomp out of his room and slam the door. That's why it made my heart melt when he would occasionally thank Marguerite and let her know how much he really appreciated her. He wanted to die under her care. The most special part in the book for me was when he had to be briefly hospitalized and she would never leave his side unless forced to. Then when he was released the following day, the joy they both felt to be going home together- that they didn't need or want anybody else...just the two of them.
Of course there is conflict in the story with the surrounding cast of characters. There's the town outcast "Suki" who is Iranian and wears a hijab, but is constantly drinking wine and smoking cigarettes and trying to make friends. She's also notorious for making a play for someone else's husband in town. Then there's the local farmer Henri who grew up being friends with Jerome's three sons, having wonderful memories of spending time at Rossignol. He's devastatingly handsome and married, but he has a huge secret he's been keeping. Marguerite has secrets of her own that slowly unfold throughout the book that explain why she became a hospice nurse.
This was what I sometimes call a good "quiet read". It's not one of those blockbuster books that create a lot of buzz. It's just a low-key engaging story that swept me away for awhile, and I enjoyed it.
Thank you to the Viking / Penguin Publishing Group who provided an advance reader copy via Edelweiss.