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|author=Jennifer Donnelly
|title=These Shallow Graves
|rating=3.5
|genre=Crime (Historical)
|summary=Jennifer Donnelly wrote one of my all-time favourite books, ''A Gathering Light'', so I was very excited to read her latest novel and see how it compared. Like ''A Gathering Light'', ''These Shallow Graves'' is a historical novel with a murder mystery at its heart and a feisty heroine who challenges the standards of the day.
|amazonuk=<amazonuk>1471405176</amazonuk>
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{{newreview
|author=Virginia Ironside
|summary=It is time for the annual grape harvest at ''Les Cigales,'' and Jane is preparing herself for a busy day, overseeing the work. At this moment in time, Jane's life seems as perfect as it gets: living in a stunning location with a husband who adores her and a job that allows her the freedom to travel. There is, however, a significant cloud hanging over Jane's perfect world: a vindictive mother in law who despises her and is determined to make her as miserable as possible. Clarrisse Cambon is a woman with an axe to grind and poor Jane is the unwilling recipient of her vitriol.
|amazonuk=<amazonuk>0718183088</amazonuk>
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{{newreview
|author=Yann Martel
|title=The High Mountains of Portugal
|rating=4
|genre=General Fiction
|summary=Tomas is being thrust into the twentieth Century, and he doesn't like it. He has given himself the job of seeking something out in the High Mountains of Portugal, based on an ancient religious diary he found working in an archive, and to do so he needs the use of his uncle's brand new car to get him there and back in time. His jaw drops when he learns he will have to do the driving himself, for he cannot make head nor tail of what anything on the infernal machine does and why. It is of course a certain kind of progress, a looking forward, which has become quite anathema to him – for ever since he lost his beloved wife, beloved child and father, all in the space of a week, he has walked everywhere backwards – shielding himself from what really is ahead with a padded behind, and never letting sight of what he has lost.
|amazonuk=<amazonuk>1782114696</amazonuk>
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