My Life as a Man

Frederic Lindsay

Minotaur Books

Hardcover

224 pages

April 2009

Starting with an indiscreet activity, this uncommon Scottish novel strays into a dim area, the flighty scene of outsiders and a spontaneous future where hazard prowls unabated. Leaving his industrial facility work in the wake of being terminated by his chief, Bernard Morton, nineteen-year-old Harry Glass gets into Morton's vehicle and drives off. As Harry knows, Morton's significant other is sitting in that vehicle, hanging tight for her better half as she practices regularly.

With few words traded, the offhand excursion go on through winding and new streets, a long way from the plant and Mr. Morton. The two have minimal expenditure between them, Mrs. Morton submitting to Harry's initiative through the following day. At the point when they spot a cumbersome, hand-lettered sign publicizing snacks on a dark back road, they stop at an impasse.

Mrs. Morton is sick. A couple at a house and the stopping point offers sandwiches and a bed for Mrs. Morton too. In the mean time, Harry makes a significant revelation, one that guarantees Bernard and his sibling, Norman, will be following right after them. The story abandons straightforward runaway to a more vile scene, where the supportive couple, August and Beate, retain Harry and Mrs. Morton into their home. Harry assists with the tasks, yet with an awkward sense that August is keeping a close eye on him.

Holding with Beate, Mrs. Morton is inaccessible to Harry, and he is reluctant to impart his as of late found mystery to any other individual around. It appears to be that Hansel and Gretel have ended up lost in the backwoods, a cordial witch inviting them, either a shelter or a snare. What seemed a fortuitous situation, cover from their followers, might be risk in camouflage.

Lindsay composes a misleading straightforward story filled by obscure threat, a similarity of affection lost and recovered, a frantic activity bringing about a lethal showdown. A snare of double dealing unfurls, the simple evil of two men obstructed by one more smart and more vile.

An equal story unfurls, a relationship brought into the world of situation and unforeseen danger, of lost goals and opportunity. With an unobtrusive bit of destiny and unerring plot, a bond spans age and reason, a dim mental review that skirts the domain of bad dream and of trust: "in obscurity evening of the spirit it's consistently three AM."

Initially distributed on Curled Up With A Good Book at www.curledup.com. © Luan Gaines, 2009