"But at least it made one realize that life still held infinite possibilities for change."
My kind of book, this one...
Descriptive, well-developed characters, bloodless, believable and gentle.
An old book by an author suggested by one whose taste in books
runs in the same channels as my own.
Its last line, quoted above, is an example of many
sweet, memorable ones scattered throughout the story.
The title is a reference to the four main characters,
all of whom are in the autumn years of life.
I have another Barbara Pym book lying by my chair ready to be read--