A woman visits the same cafe every day, mostly to observe a perfect couple who frequents the same cafe. When the husband is murdered in an apparently random act of street violence, she speaks to the widow and ends up having an affair with the dead man's best friend. This friend may know more about the man's death than he is letting on...
The Infatuations doesn't get the balance quite right between plot and philosophical musings. The latter overwhelm the former. Our narrator speaks in discursive sentences that always deal with the emotional questions before the logistical ones. She thinks about the influence of the dead over the living, the responsibilities we have toward our partners, the role of chance, and how to move on after tragedies. There is a thriller element to the story, but Maria seems mostly unconcerned about it.
The Infatuations doesn't get the balance quite right between plot and philosophical musings. The latter overwhelm the former. Our narrator speaks in discursive sentences that always deal with the emotional questions before the logistical ones. She thinks about the influence of the dead over the living, the responsibilities we have toward our partners, the role of chance, and how to move on after tragedies. There is a thriller element to the story, but Maria seems mostly unconcerned about it.