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Below is my review of the best book I've read this month.
Title: Silver Rain
Author: Jan Ruth
Read: 20th February 2014
My rating: 5*
Approx 310 pages
A PROPER BOOK WITH REAL PEOPLE
The story is set in Wales and concerns two main characters, Al recently divorced, father and grandfather, is in a relationship with a younger woman and Kate, a recent widow with an elderly mother, a sister and a daughter.
These two characters meet due to family ties and we follow their story and the roller coaster of their relationship. Things are further complicated by Al and his brother’s long running feud or vendetta and there is always more to things than meets the eye.
There is judicial use of a swear word but always in context and exactly as would be said in those particular circumstances so this doesn’t detract from the book at all.
Al is a loveable rogue and quite endearing. He doesn't always get things right but his emotions are genuine and true and he feels he doesn't deserve happiness. For example: ‘he’d fallen so very hard for her but then he’d needed, felt compelled almost, to give her a chance to walk away. Like all the other women in his life.’
Jan writes in a way that enables you to see the settings she is describing, idyllic settings but then we get the very real down-to-earth, matter of fact, reality of life and what it is really like in the hard graft of today’s world: ‘Al went to the dirty window and looked across the greening paddocks to the outline of Snowdon’s foothills, disappearing to a distant haze beneath a sharp blue sky. Closer to home, the broken concrete yard was full of weeds, but they were flowering and it managed to soften all the edges of neglect. Elderflower was especially profuse, foaming over the walls and fences, highlighted with long tendrils of wild honeysuckle and old roses.’
I’m so glad I found Jan Ruth. It was a pleasure to read this book. This is what I call a real book with real people.