An electrifying story of passion, connection and transformation from ‘a writer of show-stopping genius’ (Guardian).
‘A dark and brilliant novel about love, art and fragility in a time of crisis.’
‘Wonderful . . . The writing goes down smoking hot onto the page.’
You were the last one here before I closed the door of Burntcoat, before we all shut our doors.
In the bedroom above her immense studio at Burntcoat, the celebrated sculptor Edith Harkness is making her final preparations. Her life will draw to an end in the coming days.
Downstairs, the studio is a crucible glowing with memories and desire. It was here, when the first lockdown came, that she brought Halit. The lover she barely knew. A presence from another culture. A doorway into a new and feverish world.