Sabine is a detached unlikeable 40-ish woman living alone in a large home in LA after the death of her husband Parisfal. Well. Husband is debatable. They had been married for a year by the time of his death but never had sex because he was gay. Before his death, he was in a committed relationship with a man, Phan, and the three of them lived together in Phan's house. Phan had died 5 years earlier. Parsifal was a magician and Sabine was his assistant for 20 years or so. Upon his death she discovered that Parsifal had a family she never knew about, his mother and siblings lliving in Nebraska. Anyway this book is a drag pretty much until the end. The ending almost makes up for some of the snail pace and predictable dullness of the story line as well as the numerous insufferable syrupy dream sequences. I will have to muster up some willpower to pick up one of Patchett's other books, e.g., Bel Canto which is supposed to be splendid. A weak 5.
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