in Autralia with mice and bones

It has been a week I finished this novel, this novel that seems to not leave my mind. 

I loved it. 

I love it. 

Stone Yard Devotional in undoubtedly one of the most remarkable fiction novels I have ever read. 

There was so many factors that spoke to me. The themes - oh all of them that speak to me - deep and intellectual yet easily read, characters you care about so well rounded, so human in their behaviour, their misbehaviour. 

I don ´t want to give away that much about the plot, but here some: 
There is a woman, a in her midlife. She leaves her home, her work, her husband - first for a little bit realising soon that she will never go back. She returns to the region she lived as a girl. 

Stone Yard Devotional is run and kept by nuns and while this woman, goes through her grief for her dead mother and her beautiful father, ther is a Richard at the devotional who comes and helps around the errands needing manly muscle power. There is no cheesy love story, not even between her and Richard yet seeing Richard at the devotional, and around all common regions, her school, she is followed by her memories and as to not having a moment of escape, then, the most traumatic, the most painful yet shameful event arrives, or returns as one bullied girl from her school arrives to the convent and she accompanies bones of a murdered nun. 

Ok, a lot happens, mice, plague, there is no more of solace for her, no more of quiet and soothing, no more of retreat. This all may seem gloomy and covered in grief, and faith and forgiveness and religion and church and motherhood/friendships, there is humour, the dryest of kind and I just did not want this book to never end. 

Five starts, no doubt.