The house took to Frida; it opened up. Ruth sat in her chair and watched it happen … The house and the oranges and Ruth waited every weekday morning for Frida to come in her golden taxi, and when she left they fell into silences of relief and regret. Ruth found herself looking forward to the disruption of her days; she was a little disgusted at herself for succumbing so quickly.
MacFarlane’s talent shines in the taut, slow-burning suspense that forms around Ruth and Frida’s everyday life, thanks to Ruth’s unreliable memory and general uncertainty, and Frida’s careful manipulation of her employer to suit her own needs.‘Oh, dear. You knew I was staying over, to help with Richard’s visit. Remember?’
‘I knew you were coming over the weekend,’ said Ruth. ‘Not staying.’
‘And remember, we talked about George, all my trouble with George? And you said I could stay as long as I needed to. So here I am.’ Frida spread out her hands as if her definition of I included not only her body, but the objects surrounding it, and in fact the entire room.
‘That isn’t true, Frida, what you’re saying to me now, it’s not true. I’d remember.’ Ruth was certain, but there was a feeling of unravelling, all the same; an unwound thread.
This suspense is tempered by the gentle humour that suffuses the novel, the genuine tenderness Frida shows the vulnerable Ruth and McFarlane’s enchanting voice. White sheets discoloured with age ‘spread out and tucked in … reminded Ruth of well-buttered bread’; after 50 years, the beauty of Ruth’s first love, Richard, looks as if it ‘had been tucked away – politely, resolutely – so that he might get on with the rest of his life’; the sky reddens, ‘the tiniest drop of blood stirred in water’. This is a quiet book; much happens under the surface, just beyond Ruth’s reach, making it difficult to determine the truth of her relationship with Frida. Part of the book’s beauty lies in this uncertainty, as the reader’s distance from the story allows assumptions to be made and suspicions to form, but McFarlane’s characters behave in unexpected ways, challenging our expectations. The result is a skilful study of ageing and loneliness and an exploration of our own beliefs about those who choose to care for the vulnerable members of our society. Fiona McFarlane The Night Guest Penguin Australia 2013 PB 304pp $29.99 Kylie Mason is a freelance book editor based in Sydney. www.kyliemmason.com You can buy this book from Abbey’s here. To see if it is available from Newtown Library, click here.Tags: ageing, Australian fiction, debut fiction, Fiji, NSW South Coast
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