At some point we all realize that while we may not inherit all of the things wrong with our parents, we most certainly can be party to those wrongs if we do not attempt to make them right. Henry Aster, the hero of The Barrowfields, learns this first and foremost after his father’s death.
Returning to the home (and the writing desk that his father treasured) is a hard step in a process that Henry would soon rather forget. However, it is essential for his grief that he go home and wrestle the very demons that connect him and his father, as well as those who kept the two men apart.
The Barrowfields is definitely a beautifully-worded novel. However, it was not what I was looking for in a compelling read at the time.

Author: gothamgal

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