The love between the Plebean Parosius and the Patrician Veturia is set against the background of the threatening volcano eruption of Vesuvius,and this is the heart of the book for me. Their love has a twenty- first century flair to it; these are no plaster statues, but passionate, party going young Romans. The visual of the erupting volcano sealing the fate of the young lovers and the city is vividly painted by the author. That we meet them through the journey of the aging Oliver; his own dreams and memories, his love for antiquity deepen the impact of the story.
The search for the artifacts is fast paced and urgent, in the style of Da Vinci Code and others where our hero must beat someone else to the find and keep it to himself or reveal it to the world. There are twists and subplots to keep you turning the pages, but in the end it was the young lovers in the rain of lava and ash, and the modern young lovers, somehow linked by the past, and Oliver at his wife's graveside, that other love story, that make this book memorable for me.