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Joe planned a postcard-perfect afternoon in the English countryside to celebrate his lover&#;s return after 6 weeks in the States. The perfect day turns to nightmare however, when they are involved in freak ballooning accident in which a boy is saved but a man is killed. In itself, the accident would change the couple and the survivors&#; lives, filling them with an uneasy combination of shame, happiness, and endless self-reproach. But fate has far more unpleasant things in store for Joe. Meeting the eye of fellow rescuer Jed Parry, for example, turns out to be a very bad move. For Jed is instantly obsessed, making the first of many calls to Joe and Clarissa&#;s London flat that same night. Soon he&#;s openly shadowing Joe and writing him endless letters. (One insane epistle begins, &#;I feel happiness running through me like an electrical current. I close my eyes and see you as you were last night in the rain, across the road from me, with the unspoken love between us as strong as steel cable.&#;) Worst of all, Jed&#;s version of love comes to seem a distortion of Joe&#;s feelings for Clarissa. Apart from the incessant stalking, it is the conditionals–the contingencies–that most frustrate Joe, a scientific journalist. If only he and Clarissa had gone straight home from the airport&#; If only the wind hadn&#;t picked up&#; If only he had saved Jed&#;s 29 messages in a single day&#; Ian McEwan has long been a poet of the arbitrary nightmare, his characters ineluctably swept up in others&#; fantasies, skidding into deepening violence, and–worst of all–becoming strangers to those who love them. Even his prose itself is a masterful and methodical exercise in de-familiarisation. But Enduring Love and its underrated predecessor, Black Dogs, are also meditations on knowledge and perception as well as brilliant manipulations of our own expectations. By the novel&#;s end, you will be surprisingly unafraid of hot-air balloons, but you won&#;t be too keen on looking a stranger in the eye. –Alex Freeman