This is a love story around the1950’ between two women, Therese and Carol. In those days, people had severe prejudice against LGBT. However, I felt even though they are lesbians, the feeling of love is just as the same as that of heterosexuals. It is pure, beautiful and even painful. Reading this, I remember the sweet feeling of my younger days: I became happy, worried, and lonely to see the change of a guy’s attitude. Whenever I was not with him, I could help thinking about him.
I had not read love stories before. But this book gave me a genuinely beautiful reading experience.