|summary=Joey Driscol and his wife, Shauna, left Ireland for Australia on a 'wet May morning in 1968'. It was supposed to be a new start. It is now 1978 and the dreams of an idyllic escape have slowly crumbled, and Joey is forced to admit that 'a fresh start cannot last forever'. Marti, their eight-year-old son, watches his parents' marriage collapse firsthand, yet he asks the same question as the baffled reader: why? But before he has had time to answer this conundrum, his mother whisks him off to Ireland. The rashness of the move ensures Joey must follow his son, and so begins his frightful odyssey back to the Old Country. You see, 'Marti was his son, the one pure and good thing in his life', and he wasn't going to let Shauna just take him. But why Ireland, a place they both hated, a place to which they vowed never to return?
|amazonuk=<amazonuk>1845026365</amazonuk>
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|title=The Summer We All Ran Away
|summary=When we first meet Tessa Parker she has a major problem on her hands. Her seventeen-year-old son has been missing since the previous day. The police are involved and Tessa is beside herself with worry. She's told the police quite a bit - however you can't help but feel that there's a lot more going on that she's not telling. To find out the full story we go back four months...
|amazonuk=<amazonuk>0857386484</amazonuk>
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|author=Irene Nemirovsky and Sandra Smith (translator)
|title=The Misunderstanding
|rating=3.5
|genre=General Fiction
|summary=After the Great War Yves Harteloup was a disappointed young man when he returned to the resort where he had spent idyllic childhood summers. It wasn't long before he became infatuated by the beautiful Denise - mother of a young child, wife of an older man who was away on business and bored. In the heat of the summer the relationship is intoxicating and Denise falls passionately in love with Yves. When they return to Paris Denise envisages a little flat which they will furnish to their taste for afternoons of leisure and pleasure but the truth is that Yves must return to his mundane office job and try to make every franc stretch as far as it can. In the drab autumn of Paris Denise is driven mad with desire for Yves and their love disintegrates under the burden of misunderstanding.