It is the early 1950s. A nameless man is found on the steps
of the hospital in Iasi, Romania. He is deaf and mute, but a
young nurse named Safta recognizes him from the past and
brings him paper and pencils so that he might draw.
Gradually, memories appear on the page: the man is Augustin,
the cookâ€™s son at the manor house at Poiana, where Safta was
the privileged daughter. Born six months apart, they had a
connection that bypassed words, but while Augustinâ€™s world
stayed the same size, Saftaâ€™s expanded to embrace languages,
society, and a fleeting love one long, hot summer. But then
came war, and in its wake a brutal Stalinist regime, and
nothing would remain the same.
Georgina Hardingâ€™s kaleidoscopic new novel will appeal to
readers of Anne Michaels, Michael Ondaatje, and Sandor
Marai. It is as intense and submerging as rain, as steeped
in the horrors of our recent history as it is in the
intimate passions of the human heart.