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內容簡介 【布克獎得主魔幻新作】《英倫情人》作者2018年「曼布克獎」初選名單入圍「這本關於秘密和遺失的小說，可能是翁達傑截至今日最棒的作品。」─出版家週刊一九四五年的倫敦，第二次世界大戰歐戰勝利日後不久，十四歲的奈森和姊姊瑞秋被父母親拋棄，他們的母親羅絲即將前往新加坡，但卻告訴兩人他們將留在倫敦，會有人來照顧他們。奈森和瑞秋新的照護者是個名為The Moth的男人，兩姊弟不知道他是個怎麼樣的人，只知道他可能是個罪犯。一起生活一段時間後，兩人和The Moth關係更緊密了。而且除了他之外，他有著相似背景的朋友們也都盡力想要保護兩姊弟，但他們的身分真的如同自己所說的那樣嗎？過了數年，奈森已是成人，過去的生活依舊困擾著他，除了The Moth和他的朋友們，他的父母親也是充滿謎團的人，奈森拼拼湊湊，發現了當時不知道或者不了解的故事。曾以《英倫情人》獲得布克獎的麥可‧翁達傑，將再次以本書讓讀者們掉入他重現戰時灰暗氛圍的魔法中，為出版前就受到歐美媒體、各界評論家的一致好評。'Our book of the year – and maybe of Ondaatje's career' Daily Telegraph Books of the Year**LONGLISTED FOR THE MAN BOOKER PRIZE 2018**An elegiac, dreamlike novel set in post-WW2 London about memory, family secrets and lies, from the internationally acclaimed author of The English Patient‘The past never remains in the past…’London, 1945. The capital is still reeling from the war. 14-year-old Nathaniel and his older sister Rachel are abandoned by their parents who leave the country on business, and are left in the dubious care of a mysterious figure named The Moth. Nathaniel is introduced to The Moth’s band of criminal misfits and is caught up in a series of teenage misadventures, from smuggling greyhounds for illegal dog racing to lovers’ trysts in abandoned buildings at night.But is this eccentric crew really what and who they claim to be? And most importantly, what happened to Nathaniel’s mother? Was her purported reason for leaving true? What secrets did she hide in her past? Years later Nathaniel, now an adult, begins to slowly piece together using the files of intelligence agencies – and through reality, recollection and imagination – the startling truths of puzzles formed decades earlier.‘A novel of shadowy brilliance’ The Times‘Fiction as rich, as beautiful, as melancholy as life itself, written in the visionary language of memory’ Observer‘Ondaatje brilliantly threads the mysteries and disguises and tangled loyalties and personal yearnings of the secret world...and has constructed something of real emotional and psychological heft, delicate melancholy and yet, frequently, page-turning plottiness. I haven’t read a better novel this year.’ Telegraph
