Life begins to change when Harris, who says he knew and adored her drop-out mother, turns up in the restaurant. Harris is oldish, but Amy thinks she feels for him something she hasn't felt for, or from, anybody. Then she gets together with his porcine tenant, Gary, whom Harris says he looked after as a baby.
Babies and breeding begin, unobtrusively at first, to loom larger in Amy's emotionally freeze-dried world. As Harris tells her about her own early life, Amy begins to remember another baby, a little brother on that Greek island: the warm heavy feel of a baby in her own small arms. Amy gets pregnant by Gary, but begins to realise that the Harris-Gary set- up is not what it seems. Things rush to a taut sad climax which unravels the mystery of her early life, and her mother.
This is a really interesting, tender, exploratory novel. But I'm not sure Myerson goes deeply enough into the evil and hatred in the book: that character, whom Myerson has evoked but not evolved, fades away at the end. We never see in action the real relationship between Harris and Gary. Also, I've lived in Greece and with Greeks on and off all my life, and I don't know anyone with that background who could disguise a Greek accent, smoking habits, psyche and reflexes (sexual and other) deeply enough to pass, in a really close relationship, for an English person.
So I have reservations about some premises of the plot. But never mind, what does likelihood matter, where the writing is so sharp, original, and vivid? Plus Myerson writes about sex like an angel brought up in a brothel.Reuse content