She was waiting in the centre of the room when Leon entered. Hands on her hips, left leg forward, right hip raised. Her lips were bare.
Leon closed his eyes for two or three seconds. When he opened them and saw Tess again, the world was gone. The dress she wore – and it was obvious that she understood this – was one of the two or three that she would wear flawlessly in her lifetime. Leon sat on the chair by the shoe cupboards and let the tears fall down his cheeks. Tess knew not to move, but she smiled.
Leon Joyce’s great love for his wife Tess had nothing to do with ‘vulgar sex’ and everything to do with beauty. Tess, who very much enjoyed vulgar sex, looked elsewhere for her pleasure.
Now she is dead and Leon has stumbled on the details of her last infatuation. He retreats to his country property, Joyful, demented with grief and jealousy, and forms a bizarre plan to retrieve (posthumously) his wife’s devotion.
The start was quire slow, it was a bit foggy. The writing is beautiful, but the story is peculiar. I love the way that passion is showed in this novel, it isn’t just about sex, but about everything else. I enjoy that he feels passion for other objects such as clothes, it gave me a sense of a new horizon in literature, and I’m glad I picked up this book. It was not the right book for me, but I learned from it, and that’s what matters. I give this book 2 out of 5 stars. It will be published July 14, 2015.