By Lana Citron
Dublin girl Murray Pogue crosses the Atlantic, fleeing something in her past and following the Irish dream of a new life in America.
She stumbles through a bizarre, surreal landscape of thieves, strippers, preachers and pimps. At last she washes up in Chicago, on the shores of the great lake. Loitering on the street, outside an art gallery, she sees Manfredi through the glass window, “red the colour of his hair or ginger, and his eyes were amber”.
The postcards and letters which arrive from her mother pull her back to her childhood in Ireland. Lana Citron tells a tale of modern love and the ties that bind us with a fresh, Gaelic lilt and humour – an engrossing read and a character of great charm.
With Spilt Milk adventures in the land of dreams beguile and enchant. Perfect for fans of Sally Rooney and Anne Enright.