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Publisher Description

Shortlisted for the Women's Prize for Fiction
Shortlisted for the Orange Prize and the Booker Prize

'Brilliantly done . . . the period detail never overwhelms the simple, passionate human story. It's a tour-de-force of hints, clues and dropped threads' Suzi Feay, Independent on Sunday

Moving back through the 1940s, through air raids, blacked out streets, illicit liaisons, sexual adventure, to end with its beginning in 1941, The Night Watch is the work of a truly brilliant and compelling storyteller.
This is the story of four Londoners - three women and a young man with a past, drawn with absolute truth and intimacy. Kay, who drove an ambulance during the war and lived life at full throttle, now dresses in mannish clothes and wanders the streets with a restless hunger, searching . . . Helen, clever, sweet, much-loved, harbours a painful secret . . . Viv, glamour girl, is stubbornly, even foolishly loyal, to her soldier lover . . . Duncan, an apparent innocent, has had his own demons to fight during the war. Their lives, and their secrets connect in sometimes startling ways. War leads to strange alliances . . .

Tender, tragic and beautifully poignant, set against the backdrop of feats of heroism both epic and ordinary, here is a novel of relationships that offers up subtle surprises and twists. The Night Watch is thrilling. A towering achievement.

Fiction & Literature
February 3
Little, Brown Book Group

Customer Reviews

GemHstar ,


After reading fingersmith, affinity and tipping the velvet, i thought this book would be just as fantastic. It was well written, sarah knows how to write in such a way that you almost see and feel what she writes, but what was its purpose? The end was the beginning, the beginning was the end and the middle was just pure filler! I was left with a feeling of emptiness. Why? Why had i just spent hours reading this book? What had i gained from it? And what the hell was it about?! It could have been so much more, so much better, but it felt like sarah had just written for the sake of filling the pages. There was no passion, no zest! C'mon sarah, you can do better than this.

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