It’s 1945, and German-born Kenneth Diederich is sick of the war, sick of his job, and sick of pining after best friend Frank Malone, who has recently re-entered his life. When the war suddenly ends, it seems like the most natural thing in the world to accept Frank’s offer of a holiday trip. The two of them, on Frank’s trusty Triumph motorcycle, heading down to the wide blue bay of Cornwall… What could go wrong?
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I struggled a little with my rating for this one. I wanted to give it 4 stars with all my heart, but it ended too abruptly for my tastes. Had there been a little more romance or steam, I would have definitely rounded up. In any case, I’m impressed with this new to me author, and I’ll definitely check out more of their work in the future.
The story is set in 1945 England, in the end of World War II. The author did an amazing job capturing the atmosphere of a European capital during this dreadful time, all while leaving out the gruesome details. It’s this constant fear, melancholy and rage, the death of all dreams, and the impossibility to find hope unless the war stops.
Kenneth, a code-breaker stationed in Bletchley, just reunited with his childhood friend, Frank, who worked as a dispatcher. I found the dancing around each other very natural. Both men want to come forward, but it’s not an era when one can be forthcoming about his sexual orientation, right? Besides, Frank’s presence just started bringing some light in Kenneth’s dark and dull life, so better not risk it.
But the war ends, and it takes inhibitions and hung ups with it, and the boys finally open up to each other during a road trip to Cornwall.