Ten days after the end of World War II, Iris's sister, Laura, drove Iris's car off a bridge. Now, fifty years later, Iris is telling the story of what really happened to Laura.
I don't know why it took me so long to get around to reading this book. I've read almost all of Margaret Atwood's books, and this one is now one of my favorites. This book totally deserves its Booker Prize. Only a massively talented author could write a book with a structure this intricate. Margaret Atwood also develops characters better than any other author I've ever read. This book is long (643 pages), but it felt as if the plot moved faster than the plots in some of Atwood's other books. I really enjoyed it.