I think this is possibly the very last of LMM’s books (outside of short stories, which don’t interest me much) that I hadn’t read before. Very light and sweet, I believe it’s unique in my recollection of LMM’s work by starting out in earnest discussion of a man. It’s also the first introduction of a violin that I can remember, and as a Cape Bretoner it’s surprising I didn’t miss it before, PEI being so close and all.
134 pages.