
Time Together
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Narrateur(s):
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Elizabeth Parisi
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Auteur(s):
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Luke Horton
À propos de cet audio
'We saw a sign on the freeway. It said, "Once Perilous Now Safe," something like that, about a bridge or something, and I said – she was looking at Tim – 'that's me!'
Trying to avoid the loneliness that's come in the wake of his mother's recent passing, Phil has invited a bunch of old friends to stay with him on the coast. Tomorrow, Bella and Tim will arrive with their two kids, one on the brink of puberty; and the next day, Jo and Lucas will come too, with their little one. Then there's Annie, who will be by herself. Maybe this is a mistake. Maybe it's just what they all need.
©2025 Luke Horton (P)2025 Bolinda PublishingCe que les critiques en disent
'Time Together is a slow burn of a novel. Beautifully written and impossible to put down. I loved it.' (Sophie Cunningham, author of This Devastating Fever)
'An artful, deliciously acerbic portrait of family, friendship and the indignities of middle age. Horton is a master of domestic unease.' (Laura Elizabeth Woollett, author of Beautiful Revolutionary)
'Horton writes authentically of this intimate interplay of warring insecurities, nostalgias and unrealised aspirations ... Cutting through this is Horton's restrained, crisp writing, so unadorned with superfluity that his simple descriptions of nature and light resonate ... a compelling rendering of personal and interpersonal tensions and the subterranean currents that shape them. Without sentimentality, Horton tenderly evokes the at times quiet, opaque nature of grief.' (Jack Callil, The Guardian)
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