JUST ONE MORE DAY by SUSAN LEWIS.
In 1960's Bristol a family is overshadowed by tragedy ....
While Susan, a feisty seven-year-old, is busy being brave, her mother,
Eddress, is struggling for courage. Though bound by an indestructible love, their journey through a world that is darkening with tragedy is fraught with misunderstandings.
As a mother's greatest fear becomes reality, Eddress tries to deny the truth. And, faced with a wall of secrets, Susan creates a world that will never allow her mother to leave.
Set in a world where a fridge is a luxury, cars have starting handles, and where bingo and coupons bring in the little extras, Just One More Day is a deeply true-life account of how the spectre of death moved into Susan's family, and how hard they all tried to pretend it wasn't there.
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FIRST SENTENCE (Chapter 1: Susan): I'm very brave.
MEMORABLE MOMENT (Page 326): I've got my card ready to give her, and some scent I made with rose petals and water. It's in a pickled-onion jar that Gran washed out for me, because it's the only one we could find with a lid.*
MY THOUGHTS: Having had the conversation about why I didn't generally read childhood memoirs I was persuaded by a friend to read this 'very different read', a true-life story written by acclaimed author Susan Lewis.
I don't know if it was because this wasn't a read about childhood abuse OR if it was because of the way it was written but I didn't feel the usual uncomfortable stirrings I normally feel on reading this type of memoir but instead felt almost like a long lost friend/family member to whom the story was being related.
A unique read, I enjoyed the fact that it was narrated by two 'different' people - Susan Lewis did well to tell the story as she saw it both through the eyes of her mother and her 7 to 9 year old self. But what really amazed me was how Susan depicts her childhood as one of a 'little adult' and yet at the same time writes of how she was almost totally cocooned against the realities of the unfolding tragic events.
Finding myself laughing one minute and crying the next this was a real roller-coaster of a read that as well as much sadness also told a tale of a deep love.
KEEP IT OR NOT?: No, my friend would like the book back.
*Ah such happy memories, I remember making this very scent myself as a girl.