I have to admit to making a bit of a mistake when I bought this book. What I thought I was buying, was another book by the author of Spider Light, Sarah Rayne. I’d missed the extra ‘r’ in the name, so instead I got this, One Moment, One Morning by Sarah Rayner, an almost polar opposite of what I was actually looking for in the book store that day.
Still, never being one to let any such things put me off, I chose to read this book, as a change of pace to my usual reading, and it was fantastic to break away from the crime genre I tend to prefer.
This book is so well written I defy any one to find an aspect of the characters that they cannot identify with. For me they were staggeringly huge parts, for some I’ve discussed the book with they were far more subtle, but everyone found something. That said this story despite it’s subject doesn’t scream or shout at you, but takes you carefully, sensitively and thought provokingly along the journey’s of Karen, Lou and Anna as they deal with the aftermath of the train trip to London.
Result:- Buy it now.
The Brighton to London line. The 07:44 train. Carriages packed with commuters. A woman applies her make-up. Another occupies her time observing the people around her. A husband and wife share an affectionate gesture. Further along, a woman flicks through a glossy magazine. Then, abruptly, everything changes: a man has a heart attack, and can’t be resuscitated; the train is stopped, an ambulance called.
For at least three passengers on the 07:44 on that particular morning, life will never be the same again. Lou witnesses the man’s final moments.
Anna and Lou share a cab when they realise the train is going nowhere fast. Anna is Karen’s best friend. And Karen? Karen’s husband is the man who dies.
Telling the story of the week following that fateful train journey, One Moment, One Morning is a stunning novel about love and loss, about family and – above all – friendship. A stark reminder that, sometimes, one moment is all it takes, it also reminds us that somehow, and despite everything, life can and does go on.