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A middle-aged man meets two mysterious women, an older one who hides a dark secret from her past and a younger one who holds the key. In the stirring conclusion, the truth is unveiled . both woman are, in fact, one in the same.

 

As autumn approaches winter, Cape Cod resident THOMAS BAGGOT sets out to write his autobiography. The moderately successful author is in an introspective mood, feeling his life and relationships have all passed him by. This changes when he meets EMMELINE ANDERSON, a mysterious woman who rents the cottage next door. Emmeline is an introverted soul who seems regretful about her past, and yet Thomas sees something in her, a kindred spirit. As the two begin to spend time together with intimacy on the horizon, Thomas meets a young, peculiar girl MIA, who possesses an eerie quality about her. Unlike most girls her age . full of life and excited about the adventures to come . she, like Emmeline, is melancholy and regretful. Everything ties together when Thomas is invited to Emmeline’s house for dinner and comes across an old school album. As he skims through the book, he thinks he’s seen a ghost when he discovers a photograph of a young girl, who is identified as Emmeline and bares a striking resemblance to Mia. In the end, Thomas discovers that Mia is Emmeline’s “younger self” and is there to warn him of things to come. In his trademark style, Robert Nathan conjures up a story of the mysterious essence of youth, of years past, and of time held in its flight by the sudden astonishment of love.

“There is no avoidance in Nathan’s approach to life. He knows grief, violence, disease, mystery. But he knows they are not all. What he seeks is meaning at the base. And, in ‘Mia,’ he has achieved it, a certain and fearless wisdom… Beautifully written, deeply felt, this is the work of a novelist whose growth has never stopped, whose belief that there is more than the simplistic solution now offered gives him a quality and stature enviable in these either/or days.”

Robert Kirsch
Los Angeles Times