Mrs Sinclair’s Suitcase was a case of love at first sight. What initially caught my attention was the cover. I know they say never to judge a book by its cover, but this book’s is special. There’s a certain mood to it… a warm melancholy of a last summer afternoon. It calls out to you. I answered. And I am so glad I did.
If I was by then sure this was the beginning of a friendship, when I read the back cover I simply knew it was bound to be a wonderful one. Books. Secondhand books. Letters and postcards found in-between the pages of said books. Inscriptions. Secrets. Lies.
The writing style is quite different from what I am used to. It seems to have come from inside the suitcase that has belonged to so many different souls. It’s rather enchanting and full of a wiseness that is both heartwarming and heartbreaking.
“I knew you were for all time, even as there is no time.“
If I had to choose one word to describe this novel I would go with kindness. This story is filled with flawed characters, humanly flawed characters. It doesn’t judge them though, it holds their heads high. It’s truly a beautiful thing to witness.