I have never been to Spain, but I have spent six summers in the garden of a villa on the Mediterranean Sea watching the follies and foibles of the 1920’s Spanish upper crust. The action is reported by the gardener and is balanced by his rich internal life. When I read this book I am fully transported: I am laying in the sun, one foot dipped into a deep tiled pool, languidly draining the afternoon until the sun sets and the earth cools and the nightly festivities can begin.
— kathrynA Gatsby-esque novel about Spain in the 1920s on the eve of the Spanish Civil War