Ian McEwan is another author who just doesn’t get it wrong. Often his novels can be quite complex and use language that is difficult to understand but, whilst there were some words I had to look up, this book is very readable. 

It deals with the very difficult subjects of religion and law and the relationship between the two. The protagonist, Fiona, is a High Court judge and a case is brought before her of a seventeen year old boy who needs a blood transfusion, or he will die. However, the boy and his parents are Jehovah Witnesses so are refusing the transfusion on religious grounds.

The novel is sensitive, intelligent, unpredictable and moving. As is typical of McEwan, the book is incredibly well researched so you really feel like you are getting an insight into the exclusive world of a High Court judge. However, it is not overloaded with legal jargon, it is very humane and at times heartbreaking. My sympathies swayed from side to side, which surprised me. I thoroughly enjoyed it and highly recommend it, though be prepared, it’s not a light read.