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Last Night in Montreal
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Author: Mandel, Emily St. John

Brand: Vintage

Color: Black

Edition: Reprint

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  • Vintage

Number Of Pages: 240

Release Date: 04-08-2015

Details: Product Description When Lilia Albert was a child, her father appeared on the doorstep of her mother's house and took her away. Now, haunted by an inability to remember much about her early childhood, Lilia moves restlessly from city to city, abandoning lovers and eluding the private detective who has dedicated a career to following close behind. Then comes Eli. When Lilia goes out for a paper and fails to return to their Brooklyn apartment, he follows her to Montreal, not knowing whether he wants to disappear, too, or help her find her way home. But what he discovers is a deeper mystery, one that will set past and present spinning toward collision. Review “Breathtaking. . . . Simply blew me away.”—Nancy Pearl, NPR, “Morning Edition”     “Emily St. John Mandel is astonishing.” —Emma Straub, author of The Vacationers    “Stunning. . . . A brilliant tale of desperation and identity.” — Richmond Review   “Lilia is more or less Newton’s first law of motion personified. . . . [A] knot of a novel.” — The New York Times   “[Mandel’s] writing is pure elegance.” —Patrick DeWitt, author of Sisters Brothers “[Mandel] is a stunningly beautiful writer whose complex, flawed, and well-drawn characters linger with you.” —Sarah McCarry, Tor.com  “The pages fly.” —Paste  “ Last Night in Montreal is an exciting debut: a thriller, a love story, and a quiet ballad about life's fleeting connections.” —Quill & Quire “Taut, gripping. . . . The lost souls in this elegantly compelling novel are lost to themselves as much as they are to others.” —Booklist “Mandel is a terrific writer, so good that even the furthest reaches of her tale make perfect sense.” —PopMatters.com  “Shockingly real, and so hard to put down.” —Three Guys One Book  “Exquisite. . . . At its heart this book is a mystery, a few mysteries; we wait and we wonder while being charmed by Mandel’s intricate narrative dance.” —Foreword magazine About the Author Emily St. John Mandel was born in British Columbia, Canada. Her most recent novel, Station Eleven, was a finalist for the 2014 National Book Award and a New York Times bestseller. Her previous novels were Last Night in Montreal, The Singer’s Gun, and The Lola Quartet. She is a staff writer for The Millions, and her work has appeared in numerous anthologies, including The Best American Mystery Stories 2013and Venice Noir. She lives in New York City with her husband. Excerpt. © Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved. 1. No one stays forever. On the morning of her disappearance Lilia woke early, and lay still for a moment in the bed. It was the last day of October. She slept naked. Eli was up already, and working on his thesis proposal. While he was typing up the previous day’s research notes he heard the sounds of awakening, the rustling of the duvet, her bare footsteps on the hardwood floor, and she kissed the top of his head very lightly en route to the bathroom—he made an agreeable humming noise but didn’t look up—and the shower started on the other side of the almost-closed door. Steam and the scent of apricot shampoo escaped around the edges. She stayed in the shower for forty-five minutes, but this wasn’t unusual. The day was still unremarkable. Eli glanced up briefly when she emerged from the bathroom. Lilia, naked: pale skin wrapped in a soft white towel, short dark hair wet on her forehead, and she smiled when he met her eyes. “Good morning,” he said. Smiling back at her. “How did you sleep?” He was already typing again. She kissed his hair again instead of answering, and left a trail of wet footprints all the way back to the bedroom. He heard her towel fall softly to the bedroom floor and he wanted to go and make love to her just then, but he was immersed so deeply in the work that morning, accomplishing things, and he didn’t want to break the spell. He heard a dresser drawer slide shut in the bedroom. She came out dressed all in black, as she almost always did, and carrying the three pieces o

EAN: 9781101911952

Languages: English

Binding: Paperback

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