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Violette was the sole cemetery keeper after Philippe became a police footnote, a "disappearance of concern". I kicked it off with Fresh Water for Flowers by Valérie Perrin, a refreshing summer cocktail, Pimm’s cup on my front deck with my husband and Penny.

That voice—wry, incisive, self-aware, equal parts droll and melancholy—belongs to Violette Toussaint, who narrates most of Fresh Water for Flowers. Nie wiem, czy ktoś inny poza Francuzami z krwi i kości pokusiłby się o napisanie powieści o cmentarnej konsjerżce, opiekunce cmentarza. Fresh Water for Flowers" by Valerie Perrin introduces the reader to Violette, a delightful narrator with a zest for life. No longer as young as she once was, she devotes her time to those who reside inside the gates of the cemetery where she lives, even if they no longer have that luxury. But Violette finds an advertisement for cemetery keepers in Bourgogne, which comes with an all-expenses-paid house, and the couple soon have new employment.This is a beautifully written story of tragic loss and grief, but it is tempered by friendship and beautiful memories and love.

It's then that Violette meets gorgeous, golden-haired twentysomething Phillipe Toussaint and instantly falls in love. You are never quite sure where this book is heading, but you want to go there nonetheless You think that you know the characters and that they know each other, but you don’t , and neither do they. Random visitors, regulars, and, most notably, her colleagues—three gravediggers, three groundskeepers, and a priest—visit her as often as possible to warm themselves in her lodge, where laughter, companionship, and occasional tears mix with the coffee that she offers them.She’s the reason the novel is neither depressing nor sentimental (though it is often heartbreaking and sometimes romantic): Violette is too careful, too private, for overt or self-indulgent displays of emotion. Not that I ever found it well written but some of it was charming, whimsical, ridiculously sentimental. Her life is lived to the predictable rhythms of the often funny, always moving confidences that casual mourners, regular visitors, and sundry colleagues share with her. But almost from the time that Phillipe entered Violette's life, he was leaving her, until he finally was gone for good. There’s more backstory about Philippe Toussaint - their meeting, their short marriage - his handsomeness - his womanizing - and his disappearance.

Eloquent, fluctuant, picturesque, poetic descriptive writing that appeals to your senses of sound, smell and taste. I am in awe of protagonist Violette’s endurance, her steadfast resolve in soldering on, in the face of disappointment and loss. Julien is not the only one to guard a painful secret: his mother’s story of clandestine love breaks through Violette’s carefully constructed defences to reveal the tragic loss of her daughter, and her steely determination to find out who is responsible.

I heard another a while ago which I like, ‘you can divorce friends too, you know’ from someone who was fed up with someone else not appreciating their presence. This is the life of a young woman who goes through some of life’s most tragic events and attempts to keep her head and her heart in the right place throughout. This has been a real treat of a read that I have limited myself to a chapter here and there each evening, for this really is a book worth savouring. In the meantime we are getting to know Violette’s story, including about her marriage and her first job as a level-crossing keeper, raising and lowering the barriers as trains pass. There are many insightful observations about relationships between parents and their adult children, also about finding love at the later stage in life.

Julien probes the relationship between Irene and Gabriel, and in Scheherazade-like fashion, slowly spins out the tale for Violette. Julien’s arrival at the cemetery is the instigating incident for much of the novel’s present-day plot; the story of Julien’s mother Irène becomes an almost co-equal part of the novel, woven through Violette’s narrative by the inclusion of Irène’s diary.

However, Philippe was not a man too attached to home or his wife for very long, so this is really Violette’s story, and while it takes place in a somewhat melancholy setting, the story is so beautifully written that I found myself highlighting so many passages from the first page on. Valérie Perrin recorreu a todos os géneros literários para conseguir encher um número excessivo de páginas: romance, diário, mistério, conto de fadas, discursos fúnebres, epígrafes, fazendo até uma incursão muito subtil à autobiografia. Violette was born in the Ardennes, in the corner of France that lies close to Belgium, where just as Jacques Brel sings of in “Le Plat Pays” (“The Flat Country) the sky is so low that the canals get lost and hang themselves. She is the translator of A Winter’s Promise and The Missing of Clairdelune, atmospheric, absorbing tale. Há segredos, vidas duplas, traições, uma personagem que não assume a sua sexualidade, uma protagonista que esconde roupas estampadas e coloridas por baixo de casacos escuros.

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