There’s a scene in Alex Fardon’s novel in which two characters argue about a racial slur. Though the word is never mentioned, the author fills his book with so much other vulgar language that the discussion seems hypocritical.
It’s a shame, because this well-told story of idealism and friendship gets off to a promising start. After a fifty-two-year estrangement, retired government lawyer Oliver Bartholomew gets a phone call from Rose Dellaplane, the woman who refused to marry him for a reason...