My new favourite author... Book #22: One Sunday Morning

Amy Ephron is, without a doubt, my new favourite author! It's a wonderful feeling coming across a new author that just captures you - I can't get enough of her work! Granted there are many wonderful authors out there, and I have been fortunate enough to read their works, but every now and then, one comes along that ticks all the boxes, and for me right now - that's Ephron.

My introduction to Ephron was A Cup of Tea. The very book I was going to borrow from the library, yet managed to read before I'd even got my library card out, let alone issued the books and left the building. But One Sunday Morning I did manage to get into the library bag, home, and read... quite fittingly, on one Sunday morning.

Set in 1920s New York - that in itself is hard to beat! - this story is of a group of women, who one Sunday morning while meeting over a game of bridge, happen to look out of the window, only to see one of the single elite in the city leaving the hotel with a fiancé of their friend. To tell or not to tell? The problem is - do they know the whole story of what really went on? Although the women make a pact not to tell what they have just seen, emotions run high, morality is tested, and a secret can no longer be kept.

I should really have used this as a Friday book beginning with an opening like this:
"She never did understand what it meant to be proper," said Betsy Owen as she turned away from the window in a sweeping motion as though her skirt alone propelled her across the floor. And there it was, in that one understated sentence, an indictment of all that Lizzy Carswell had ever hoped to be and an acknowledgement that there was a story behind the seemingly innocent act they had all witnessed."
p1: One Sunday Morning, by Amy Ephron

I just love the way Ephron captures so much in so few pages, never overwhelming the reader with too much information, nor leaving them desperate for more. She has this incredible ability to provide enough description that sets the scene, yet allows you to feel as if you're sitting there one Sunday morning holding a handful of cards.

My love affair with Ephron has only just begun, but I'm sure it's going to endure the test of time!