The poetry, the pace, the rhythm, the construction, the delicacy, the handling of the relationships, the balancing of death and love, the care taken in respecting the betrayed husband by making him fundamentally lacking in his own way and yet cultured; the avoidance of cliché, the provisional nature of an affair dependent on circumstance, the glamour and grime of New York in 1960 and Kennedy’s election, and the tragedy so near to and so far from being averted. By the end, the tale becomes personal and cautionary. You don’t get many shots at love in this life.
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