I'm a huge William Trevor fan and wasn't disappointed with these two novellas. My House in Umbria tells the story of the aftermath of a bomb on a train, which is the vehicle that Trevor uses to give us a glimpse into the life of Mrs Delahunty. There are few quick flashbacks to explain how she became as she is. She is a lonely woman and her desperation for something more is so touching. The characterisation, as usual with Trevor novels and stories, is quite brilliant.
My House in Umbria may be better known because of the film but my favourite of the two novellas is Reading Turgenev. Mary Louise is trapped in a marriage, made worse by the missed opportunity and loss of her real love. Her steps to escape from her situation are both humorous and sad. This is the novella I go back to time and again.