RUSSIA IS ONE of the places I'd like to visit someday, if God allows it.
1 I want to photograph the Kremlin, walk around The Red Square, smell the vodka on people's breaths, and freeze myself to death in the cold of winter.
Not knowing what it was about, I randomly picked A. D. Miller's novel,
Snowdrops, from the list of unread books I have. Well, guess what:
snowdrop is a Moscow slang for a corpse that lies buried or hidden in the winter snows, emerging only in the thaw.
An Englishman, Nick Platt, is narrating. He's an expat lawyer who has lived in Russia for four years. He's thirty-something, and he works for international banks that lend money to Russian businesses. The oil boom in the world's largest country is making a lot of people rich.
Nick is pretty much a single man. He has lots of money, which sustains his rather decadent lifestyle, but he's lonely. One day, on the train, he meets a young woman named Masha, "wearing tight, tight jeans tucked into knee-high brown leather books, and a white blouse with one more button undone than there needed to be." Even if she's only 23 years old, she becomes the love of his life—and I think, even with all the deception, betrayal, and hurt that came with her, Nick still loved her in the end.
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