“Only when you are grown up, perhaps only when you have children yourself, do you fully understand that your own parents had a full and intricate existence before you were born.”
I almost take a deep breath before I start one of McEwan's tales. There is the sense of foreboding that emotional torture lies ahead. The Child in Time is true to form in that regard.
Stephen is broken by the disappearance of his young child, Kate. His marriage seems irrevocably damaged by that life changing event. An event that haunts him through his membership of a committee on child care.
As always, McEwan crafts beautiful sentences that have an almost poetic quality and yet I feel I should've saved this for a time when I was feeling more upbeat because I knew it would be a downer.
4 out of 5 times I visited the supermarket with Mum she would lose me.
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