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Slik begynner det første avsnittet i romanen "On Chesil Beach" av Ian McEwan:

"They were young, educated, and both virgins on this, their wedding night, and they lived in a time when conversation about sexual difficulties was plainly impossible. But it is never easy. They had just sat down to supper in a tiny sitting room on the first floor of a Georgian inn. In the next room, visible through the open door, was a four-poster bed, rather narrow, whose bedcover was pure white and stretched startlingly smooth, as though by no human hand. Edward did not mention that he had never stayed in a hotel before, whereas Florence, after many trips as a child with her father, was an old hand. Superficially, they were in fine spirits."

Jeg likte denne boka kjempegodt! Håper du liker den... Den var liksom så stille og så liten, og samtidig så virkelig...

Etter den starten var det vanskelig å legge fra seg boka. Ja, jeg likte den svært godt. Jeg er enig i beskrivelsen din, i tillegg er språket hans er så fint, synes jeg. Trist er den også, alt som kunne vært annerledes, alt det vi lar være å si eller gjøre...