People come as well as go.
Twelve years ago, Edwin Tully came to Oxford and fell in love with a boy named Marius. He was brilliant. An artist. It was going to be forever.
Two years ago, it ended.
Now Edwin lives alone in the house they used to share. He tends to damaged books and faded memories, trying to a build a future from the fragments of the past.
Then the weather turns, and the river spills into Edwin’s quiet world, bringing with it Adam Dacre from the Environment Agency. An unlikely knight, this stranger with roughened hands and worn wellingtons, but he offers Edwin the hope of something he thought he would never have again.
As the two men grow closer in their struggle against the rising waters, Edwin learns he can’t protect himself from everything—and sometimes he doesn’t need to try.
If I had to use one word to describe Waiting for the Flood, I would use charming. Wait, no, unique. Uniquely charming? Okay, so that was two words, but hopefully it tells you one of the reasons I loved this book.
It is written in 1st person POV from Edwin Tully (Perfect name, btw) a man who lives alone, is very self-conscious and stutters a lot. Added to that, he’s still trying to get past the fact his ex-boyfriend of ten years left him, and it’s been a year. Suddenly the rains come and the house he owns, the house he bought with his ex, is now under the threat of being flooded out.
It’s a simple romance, true. But the unique way in which the author told the story will captivate you. It is as if Edwin was writing the words himself. I could hear his voice, feel his low self-esteem, his fears, and his desire to protect his heart. And the unique intro to most of the chapters at first makes no sense. Until they end. And then you know what those small intros were about as well as why they are gone.
5 stars. Go. Read it. I’ll wait…. Drums fingers on desk while shooting stale circus peanuts at a dart board…