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ISBN: 1 84659 001 9
Publication: 16 February 2006
Format: 13 x 20 cm
Edition: Paperback
Pages: 377pp
Price: £7.99

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Maggie Gee was chosen as one of Granta's original 'Best Young British Novelists'. She is the author of well-received novels The White Family and The Flood. She is the first female Chair of the Royal Society of Literature.

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Where are the Snows

Maggie Gee

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Christopher and Alexandra's passion for one another raises eyebrows and invites envy. This beautiful, blinkered couple do the unthinkable and run away from home, abandoning their two teenage children. Their sudden departure is an act of glorious wilfulness. Life in the countries they visit serves as nothing more than a backdrop to the vagaries of their love affair. Initially their loyal neighbour receives the odd postcard, but that soon stops.

Fifteen years later Alexandra is in remote Bolivia with a lover young enough to be her son and Christopher is in Venice, desolate and alone but for the pigeons and prostitutes. Tormented by past mistakes, neither can accept that they may never meet again.

A haunting story of obsessive love and a moving testimony to the bonds that tie us to our past, regardless of distance or time traveled.


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Nay, never ask this week, fair lord,
Where they are gone, nor yet this year,
Except with this for an overword,
But where are the snows of yester-year?

François Villon
Where Are the Snows (1461)
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In the morning I'll have to see us in the mirror, another mirror, another hotel, I'll be fifty-five, he'll be thirty and eager, nothing we've said can be erased, the sun will photograph the skin of my arm, a map of microscopic rifts and valleys, and we'll quarrel mildly and go down to breakfast, an older woman and her sulky young lover...

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