And Every Morning the Way Home Gets Longer and Longer
Fredrik Backman (2016)
This beautifully rendered novella about the dimming memory of a beloved grandfather was difficult to finish through the tears in my eyes. With prose that deftly floats between past and present, Backman (of Ove and Britt-Marie fame) works his magic once again, conjuring a life-affirming tale from the struggles of an elderly man to hold his connection to the present by revisiting and letting go of the past. A deeply moving story that honors the slender ties that bind one’s memory with family.
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