Tom Sherbourne has done something that hundreds of thousands of other
young men didn't: survive four years on the Western Front. When this
World War I veteran returns home to Australia, all he wants to do is to
forget, to find a job where he can be of use, and to be left to himself.
He takes a job as the lighthouse keeper on Janus Rock, nearly a half
day's journey from the coast of Western Australia. It is a life of
isolation. The supply boat comes four times a year, and shore leave
might be granted every other year at best.
To this life, Tom
brings a young, vivacious, and loving wife, but years pass, and after
two miscarriages and a stillbirth, Tom sees that the wife he loves more
than life itself is wasting away before his eyes. One morning while
tending those tiny graves, Isabel hears a baby's cry on the wind. It is
not her imagination. A boat has washed ashore. Aboard are a dead man and
a tiny living baby girl.
No one has taken better care of the
Janus Rock Lighthouse than Tom Sherbourne. Everything gleams; every bit
of machinery runs smoothly; and his records are meticulous. Tom is an
intensely moral man, and he wants to report the man and infant
immediately, but Isabel has taken the baby and clings to her like a
drowning woman to a life raft. Against his better judgment, the incident
is not reported, and Tom and Isabel claim the baby as their own and
name her Lucy. For Isabel, life is idyllic for two years. Then leave is
granted, and the family of three return to shore where they are reminded
that there are other people in the world, and their decision has ruined
the life of one of them.
You would never dream that The Light
Between Oceans is a debut novel. The isolated setting of Janus Rock is
indelibly drawn: the wind, the birds wheeling in the air, the crashing
of the waves, the steady brilliance of the light at night. The sights,
the scents, the sounds-- they all live in the mind as do the streets and
the inhabitants of the small town of Partageuse where Isobel's parents
live, and where Tom, Isabel and Lucy spend their infrequent leave.
It's
impossible to read this book and not become totally drawn in by the
characters: the withdrawn and haunted Tom, the bold and laughing Isabel,
and all the people who call Partageuse home. It was also impossible for
me to read this book and not to choose sides. One of the major images
of the book is this meeting of opposites. Janus Rock stands where the
warm Indian and cold Antarctic Oceans meet. It's where the taciturn Tom
and the ebullient Isabel live. It's where a brilliant light flashes
continuously throughout the dark nights. It's where a bad decision is
made for all the right reasons. The town of Partageuse continues the
image.
I was completely caught up in Stedman's story. I was
staunchly in Tom's camp, and I wanted to shake sense into Isabel, but
these are not one-dimensional characters, and as the story progressed, I
finally put away my outraged sense of right and wrong and let wave
after wave of consequences toss me onto the rocks. All I could do was
watch... and feel my heart break for these people.
You won't find
any easy answers in The Light Between Oceans, but you will find a
beautifully written and sensitively told story about people who make
mistakes and learn to live with the aftermath. I highly recommend this
book.
