Wellington Square 👆
1st time reading Brookner. So clean and polished and easy and perfect.
Harriet Lytton has an imperfect, or worse, marriage to an older man, and pins her hopes a daughter she raises to be independent, and who naturally grows up to be independent of her mom. This does some really meaningful stuff, looking at loneliness, desire, and disappointment. So much unspoken, undone. It all feels relatable and real.