So begins Carey Wallace's first novel. The writing is elegant, the story is moving and it as if you are reading a grown-up fairytale. The story-telling draws you in and you are dreading the inevitable conclusion that you can't but hope will not happen.
The short novel is based on a true story and it is a quick read. The details that the Contessa recalls as she loses her sight are so well detailed, that you feel you are seeing what she no longer is able to. I would have liked if the story was more fleshed out however. I felt that it was almost too short - mostly due to the pacing of the story. It did seem like it was a great idea that was not completely put down on paper.
The characters end up being the type of people I am glad I don't know in person, and I would not put this high on a list I would recommend due to this fact. I do wish that the beautiful descriptions would have led to a better read, but a Victorian morality is evident as those who lack a good moral compass end up paying for this lack. So, a mixed review from me. Beautiful language, but not a story that I felt was well-developed.
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