I Wish Someone Were Waiting for Me Somewhere

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Vintage, 2008 - Fathers and daughters - 343 pages
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I Wish Someone Were Waiting For Me Somewhere explores how a life can be changed irrevocably in just one fateful moment. A pregnant mother's plans for the future unravel at the hospital; a travelling salesman learns the consequences of an almost-missed exit on the motorway in the newspaper the next morning; while a perfect date is spoilt by a single act of thoughtlessness. In those crucial moments Gavalda demonstrates her almost magical skill in conveying love, lust, longing, and loneliness.

Someone I Loved is a hauntingly intimate look at the intolerably painful, yet sometimes valuable consequences that adultery can have on a marriage and the individuals involved. A simple tale, yet long in substance, Someone I Loved ends like most great love affairs, forever leaving you wanting just one more moment.

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User Review  - Smiler69 - LibraryThing

A very enjoyable collection of short stories about characters dealing with real life issues, among which a woman going on a date with a stranger met on the street, a man responsible for a terrible ... Read full review

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User Review  - Lady_Lazarus - LibraryThing

Easy, short, clear, yes, but also totally forgettable. I read this book twice, because I wasn't sure if I had read it when I found it in my shelf - and couldn't remember when I had finished it. But ... Read full review

About the author (2008)

Born in 1970, Anna Gavalda was a teacher whose collection of stories, I Wish Someone Were Waiting for Me Somewhere, shot her to fame (published in Vintage together with her novella, Someone I Loved). Her novel Hunting and Gathering (Ensemble c'est tout) was a bestseller in several countries, selling over two million copies, and was made into a film and her most recent novel is Consolation. Her books have been translated into thirty-six languages. The mother of two children, she lives and writes just outside Paris.

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