Devoured in a train journey back from Edinburgh (and bought from Toppings in Edinburgh, as is tradition). Taking place in some sense over a single day but in another over 15 years, The Most beautifully captures a marriage not necessarily fracturing, not yet, but one where both participants have their own secrets, and the game of metaphorical (but aptly so) tennis that only one of them knows they’re playing. I’ll need further reflection on why, exactly, Anthony has set this on the day that Sputnik 2 - of Laika fame - launches, but I’m sure there’s a good reason. A slight but rich novel that plays its own game of tennis with the recollections of different events being batted back and forth between the couple in their own respective chapters, building up the fuller picture, or as full as is possible, I suppose.