The most powerful of her novels, a near-faultless masterpiece of pathos, observation and feeling... She writes like an angel. Sunday TelegraphIt was the year after Chappaquiddick, and all spring Carmel had watery dreams about the disaster. Now she, Karina and Julianne were escaping the dreary north for a London University hall of residence. Awaiting them was a winter of new preoccupations - sex, politics, food and fertility - and a pointless grotesque tragedy of their own.