Occasionally, a book comes along that challenges my thoughts. A Child of the Cloth challenged me in ways I never expected. The style of writing was to me more of a conversational memoir. This book isn't very long, nor does it take long to read. Amelia is telling her story to the author, especially the story of her one true love. Amelia is the daughter of the Rector of the church and she meets Arthur Halfpenny when he comes to repair the church's organ. They are of totally different social classes and she fears her parents won't approve of their love.
I love the memoir style of the novel and the story flows like a meandering stream as an elderly lady tells of her great love. Her memories are not disjointed, and the story demands to be told. It's a story of love lost and then found again, of happiness and sadness, of subterfuge and light, and it is a story that once the reader starts, it never causes loss of interest. It is a short novel, and a quick read, but one that will bring to mind similar stories of great loves. For me, it was my parents, in a way, in that Mama and Daddy came from totally different socio-economic classes, but their love held them together for nearly sixty years. James Probetts has definitely written a winner here.
Five Stars, Two Thumbs Up, and a nice afternoon to take in a story.
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