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The Woman Who Waited by Andreï Makine

freshmowngrass's review

5.0

Ahh, this one snuck up on me the way all Makine novels seem to do. It's a wonderful deconstruction of the self-centredness of our twenties when, with a few years of adulthood under our belts, we begin to project our clumsy assumptions onto others so assuredly. This book is beautiful in its narrative simplicity, allowing for the smallest of gestures to take on the deepest of meanings. It is elegantly rendered and , as with all of Makine's works, filled with a muted, constant, and overhwelming sense of sadness ad grief.