I always find it difficult to write reviews of books I’ve thoroughly enjoyed, but my prompt for this review came when a Twitter buddy asked what book had best held my lockdown-brain-attention. The answer was instant – Us by David Nicholls.

I half expected a book about a European tour would have made me feel a little wistful, given current travel restrictions. Instead, Us made me laugh-out-loud, cry, and pause, when the main character reflected on his family circumstances and specifically how the relationships we either had or didn’t have, shape the present.

…grief is as much about regret for what you’ve never had as sadness for what you’ve lost. Continue reading →