A forgotten childhood. A discovered life.
What if you only had one day to find out who you really were?
When Sabrina Boggs stumbles upon a mysterious collection of her father’s possessions, she discovers a truth where she never knew there was a lie. The familiar man she grew up with is suddenly a stranger to her.
An unexpected break in her monotonous daily routine leaves her just one day to unlock the secrets of the man she thought she knew. A day that unearths memories, stories and people she never knew existed. A day that changes her and those around her forever.
The Marble Collector is a thought-provoking novel about how the most ordinary decisions we make can have the most extraordinary consequences for how we live our lives. And how sometimes it’s only by shining on a light on someone else, that you can truly understand yourself.
Published: 29th October 2015
Publisher: HarperCollins UK
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Series or Stand-Alone: Stand-Alone
Source: Owned
MY REVIEW
I don't know why but when I first bought this book and first picked this up to read it, I thought that this was a collection of short stories. But this story is really split into two view points. The first view point is Sabrina who visits her father regularly, who had suffered a stroke. She discovers that her father has a mysterious marble collection that she had no knowledge of and it seems that no one she talks to knows about it either. It appears that her father had a secret and Sabrina wants to find this out. The second view point is from the viewpoint of her father. It runs through his family life when he was a child, his relationships with his family and how his collection came to me.
What makes this story even more interesting is the fact that the whole novel takes place in one day, from the view point of Sabrina. It spans days and weeks from the view point of the father's past.
Even though this was an interesting read, I just could not collect or feel for the characters in this story and I am not even sure why. I think this is more a case of it was me and not the book. Honestly, I could have done with a few more twists and turns or even something explosive happening in the story.
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