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Sunday, May 1, 2016

Agnes Martin-Lugand Delivers an Emotional Story With More to Come

Translated from the self-published release Les Gens Heureux Lisent et Boivent du Cafe, Happy People Read and Drink Coffee is a charming story with an even better setting. I'm eager to see more from Agnes Martin-Lugand.

It's been a year since Diane's husband and daughter were killed, and in that year, she's found it difficult to function. When pressure from her best friend becomes too much to bear, Diane opts to get away.

Her husband always wanted to go to Ireland, and Diane was never agreeable to anything short of the thoughts of sun and sand. She packs up and heads to small town in Ireland where she plans to continue grieving her losses. She never expects to find this coastal town to be the thing that prompts her to start healing. She's soon making friends and finding herself attracted to one very moody photographer. When it's time to return to Paris, will her new romance withstand the separation? Will she even want to return home?

One sitting. That's all it took. I was hooked in Diane's life from the first page and couldn't stop. The setting was memorable and made me want to go. I wanted to be part of this charming coastal town, even if it was rainy and dreary. I wanted to go to the pub and have a pint with them. I wanted to walk down the beach and feel the sand between my toes while getting drenched, only to then return and curl up by a fire. The atmosphere drew me in.

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