111, NG54, F59, E107 / WG57, M52, NA9, D4, B8, C1

Lisa Jewell, One-Hit Wonder

Bald gibt es von dieser Autorin auch nichts mehr, was ich nicht schon kenne, was eigentlich schade ist. Dieser Band las sich auch wieder unter der Nase weg, besonders am Anfang, als Ana die Wohnung ihrer verstorbenen Schwester räumt und beginnt zu erkennen wie anders sie war als sie dachte. Das Ende war für meinen Geschmack fast schon zu rührselig, aber eben auch sehr passend.
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Maybe she was here now, a soul in limbo, watching Ana packing away her things and wondering what the fuck she was doing. Ana often had this really strange thought when famous people died untimely deaths - the thought that they didn't know that they were dead, that no one had told them. She imagined Diana on that Sunday morning in 1997, coming down for breakfast and reading the headlines, switching on the TV and seeing pictures of the mangled Mercedes in the underpass, the photos of Henri Paul, the CCTV of her and Dodi leaving the Paris Ritz and thinking no, no, no and ... Ana sighed and got to her feet. She really was a very morbid, very weird person sometimes.
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".. Can I tell you the worst thing about getting old, Ana? They try and make out that ageing is all about gain - gaining experience, wisdom, happiness, all that. They're lying. All getting older is about is loss. Losing things. Losing your hair, your figure, your looks. Losing your sight. Losing your hearing. Losing your mother, losing your father. Losing time to experience things. Losing touch with people, losing your mind. And the worst thing of all - losing memories. The more time you've got to look back on, the less you remember."
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Ana shrugged. "I'm not sure about heaven as such, but I do sometimes get this strange feeling that people are watching me. You know. Dead people. Not in a spooky, ghostly sort of way, just in a sort of calm way, like I'm in a play and they're in the audience. It's a feeling of not being alone, rather than a belief that we'll all meet up again, one day. If that makes any sense?"
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(Lisa Jewell, One-hit Wonder, 2001)