Stations by Louise Kennedy: book review
Stations by Louise Kennedy My heart is genuinely aching after finishing Stations , a book about grief, shame, forgiveness, and deeply honest love. The novel follows Róisín from 1982 until 2007, dropping in at the moments where her life coincides with that of Red, the boy that she loves, who probably loves her, their relationship left undefined too long to ever be pulled into a concrete space, neither fully ready at the right times. The book begins with them as teenagers—Róisín an outcast in school having moved to Kildare from the north and Red running from his terrible home life. When Róisín delivers letters from Red's girlfriend who has a strict and forbidding father, she starts to bond with Red. He lives with Ró and her mother at various points as they muddle through the end of their school years. They pick up when Ró moves into his squat in London where another friend from home, Barry Doyle, has found his way, as they all tip into being adults. But, by then, they're alre...
