Is everything a choice? At what point do we decide it is a conscious decision? How do we tell the right from the wrong, when we could be just as confused as those we condemn? It is, of course, not everyday that we tell our brothers we love them. Under what obligation were we to love them anyway? This story follows the lives of two brothers, and how, in a confused moment, a catastrophe was born.
A tribute to my favourite author, Ian McEwan, for his literary excellence, and his ability to create the most exhilarating prose and voluptuous sentences, making music with words. His book, 'Atonement', has been an inspiration for this work.
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