At Book Group this month we had 'The Testament of Gideon Mack' and 'Snow Falling on Cedars' to ponder. Quite different, like comparing black with white said one member, which was quite apposite considering one was about the Devil and the other, well, snow.
There was some discussion on the benefits of clear endings and the more ambiguous makes-you-think variety. I prefer the latter, so that is why I finish with my own (true) what-was-that-all-about ending.
So walking home, in the evening gloom, a young lady passed me, she had two white ferrets on leads, pulling her along. And a greyhound.
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