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children, craving space of her own. Julia introduces Lucy to Christy who, having married an older, wealthy man, is still adjusting to high society and its demands.
On the outskirts of this friendship circle is Robyn, a fellow school mum. Socially awkward, Robyn’s romantic notions of inspiring her husband to produce a great literary work are thwarted by his lack of ambition. The thread binding these women is a perceived void in all their lives.
An absorbing holiday read; while Casey’s overuse of literary devices can be irritating, this is compensated for by her sharp and often witty observations. However, even those who haven’t read Joyce’s previous novel will find Perfect exceeds all expectations.
Joyce creates a momentous story fuelled by emotions that are, at times, so acutely observed it’s heartbreaking. Every character in Perfect is spot-on; Joyce is clearly in tune with people, the seemingly miniscule traits that convey who we are and howwe feel. I felt so involved with Byron and his mother Diana’s journey I wanted to reach into the pages and hug them. Sadness and despair are key currents throughout, but glimmers of humour, optimism and resilience complete the picture.
An instant favourite.