This book begins with a suicide; an aging man, obsessed with his mistress, tracks her down in a restaurant having dinner with another married man, and shoots himself in the face. We learn this in the first paragraph of the book, told bluntly by the first-person...
I read this book in the dead of Canadian winter; it’s January, and the temperature is hovering around minus 40 (Celsius) with the windchill factored in. This is the temperature at which it literally stings to breathe in through your nose (my Canadian readers...
