Finding the beauty in dysfunction is a hard task but Fiona Robyn has managed to achieve just that. Her characters are warm and engaging and I quickly grew very fond of Joe, in spite of (or maybe even because of) his imperfections. Now I've finished the book I find that I miss him.
The story unfolds languidly, which isn't to say that the plot is slow, more that there is a pleasurably relaxed flow to it. Indeed, I completely lost myself in it for some time, then "came to" and had almost forgotten that I wasn't actually a voyeur in Amsterdam.
There is a whole gamut of emotion here: tenderness, frustration, humour, anger, all cleverly captured in language that demonstrates clearly without being obvious. A classic example of show, don't tell. There are unexpected twists and the final reveal (and the reason for the title) had me in tears, mourning the loss of something that never really was coupled with regret that it could never be.
I loved this book. I will read it many more times.