Tony Webster and his clique first met Adrian Finn at school. Sex-hungry and book-hungry, they navigated the girl drought of gawky adolescence together, trading in affectations, in-jokes, rumour and wit. Maybe Adrian was a little more serious than the others, certainly more intelligent, but they swore to stay friends forever. Until Adrian's life took a turn into tragedy, and all of them, especially Tony, moved on and did their best to forget.

Now Tony is in middle age. He's had a career and a marriage, a calm divorce. He gets along nicely, he thinks, with his one child, a daughter, and even with his ex-wife. He's certainly never tried to hurt anybody. Memory, though, is imperfect. It can always throw up surprises, as a lawyer's letter is about to prove. The unexpected bequest conveyed by that letter leads Tony on a dogged search through a past suddenly turned murky. And how do you carry on, contentedly, when events conspire to upset all your vaunted truths?

A beautifully written book which while an easy quick read left me feeling I'd read something rather profound.
It's an interesting look at the vagaries of memory & I was surprised, that despite having nothing at all in common with the narrator, so much resonated with me & it did make me think about how people often remember the same things quite differently. There were quite a few quotes I really liked but forgot to note them!

"When we're young, everyone over the age of thirty looks middle-aged, everyone over fifty antique. And time, as it goes by, confirms that we weren't that wrong. Those little age differentials, so crucial and gross when we are young, erode. We all end belonging to the same category, that of the non-young."

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Taken out of the Mixed Fiction Bookbox. Sounds intriguing!