tour over saffron risotto (her) and swordfish (me) at Vice Versa restaurant in midtown Manhattan, I ask first whether The Paying Guests is a crime story, a love story, or a historical novel? When I meet the outwardly unassuming, charming, and youthful-looking Waters at the beginning of her U.S. You will want to savor The Paying Guests: phone off the hook, cushions plumped, the whole delicious book-reading isolation routine. There will be as few spoilers in this article as possible. The slow, bewitching beginning of the opening section of Sarah Waters’ latest novel, The Paying Guests (published by Penguin), is its own perfect deception: What seems to be a quiet, domestic novel set in suburban London in 1922 gives way to a shocking and moving page-turner about an illicit lesbian love affair, murder, and sensational trial.
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