I can’t for the life of me put my finger on which writing style or book this reminds me of. There are no real surprises. It is more like sitting in the garden on a warm summer day and watching the water in the nearby river flow past. Comfortable and cosy.
Throughout the book there seems to be a disconnect between Audrey and the two children. Obviously they lack a blood bond, but after at least 4 decades you would think the three of them would have some kind of close connection.
In the end I think Audrey decides she has done her duty and it is time for someone else to do theirs. Instead of being at the mercy of John and Alex she decides to take matters into her own hands. Her choice and her decision.
It must be really frustrating when adult children or relatives decide you are too old and doddery to make your own decisions. In this case it seems to be more about how much they are going to profit from putting Audrey into a care facility.
I would have liked to have seen a little more emphasis on the domestic violence aspect of the book. It was simmering under the surface, and there seemed to be a brief view into the life behind closed doors, but we go from that to his death.
Has the domestic violence influenced the way John and Alex treat Audrey, despite the both of them not having any memory of abuse?
It’s a strange one, however I did feel relief for Audrey at the end. A sort of weird satisfaction on her behalf.