Northern Sweden holds a special kind of magic. It's cold, lonely, and the people are tough and silent, or so the stereotype says. This is Asa Larsson's home turf and I find as much joy in reading her closely observed descriptions of the environment, as in following her intriguing plots.
“I know there is pain when sawmills close and people lose jobs, but we have to make a choice. We need water and we need these forests.”
“I'll never forget the day that I was told I would have to have a mastectomy. My reaction to the words was total denial.”