|This cover definitely did|
NOT "grab me."
I enjoyed it. However, my memories of it were not all
that great until I began reviewing it to compose this post.
That is when I realized I liked it
more than I had remembered.
This demonstrated to me that although it takes forever for me to write reviews, it is time well spent, as it proves to be an effective way for me to remember
much more about the books I've read, especially the impressions they have left on my heart and soul.
I cracked up at Cécile's insecurities as she sat by herself. She's glad...relieved, really...but then...well, what is wrong with her that nobody wishes to sit with her? I had to laugh as these thoughts went round and round in her head. So typical, isn't it?!? We don't really WANT someone to sit there, and yet what is it about us that no one wants to sit with us?!? Such insecurity. It still makes me chuckle, even as I write this.
We learn that Philippe has observed Cécile from afar on several occasions throughout the years, but has never made a move to communicate with her. And...although he sat in this seat, after recognizing her...
three or four months twenty-seven years ago, what's that amount to?
Nothing, nothing at all. She hasn't reacted, either.
She doesn't remember me. So much the better, in the end. (30)
He felt pity. And it's true, basically, the pity was all I deserved--a fortysomething guy taking refuge at the home of his childhood friend's mother, talking about life, how lame can you get. (61)
How could we have foreseen that over a quarter of a century later we would
go through that town again, sitting side by side, pretending not to know each other? (55)
To parade around on the arm of a handsome man.
To show other people that even when you're insignificant, you can still manage to do such a thing. I was perfectly aware that the relationship wasn't headed anywhere and
that it would end soon enough. But not the way it did. No not like that. (44)
or a friend, or a brother, and it's very unsettling. In a kindly tone, she adds,
"It's much too late to get to know each other again, and I don't take this train very often.
I don't know if we'll meet again. Take care."
people who knew each other briefly a long time ago and they run into each other,
and there's nothing more to say, you think about it for a few minutes and
then you go back to your routine, there's no reason why you should change it."
She's not taking care...