Even though the opening lines disclose a love affair is on the horizon, Aciman’s slow build to its consummation is both suspenseful and titillating in the best sense of the words. The first person interior monologue of the protagonist renders true yet illuminating. When a book allows you to revisit the sensation of one’s earliest attraction, encounter, life-changing love – that is great art. I loved this book’s premise almost as much as I loved the setting as to me there is nothing sexier than Italy and when a novel includes some dialogue in that beautiful language, well, let’s just say I could taste the perfect apricots. Loved from beginning to end. So intelligent and beautiful.