Let Go My Hand

3.67 based on 7 ratings & 2 reviews on Goodreads.com
Picador

Publication date: 20.04.2017
ISBN: 9781447281771
Number of pages: 0

Synopsis

Louis Lasker loves his family dearly – apart from when he doesn’t. There’s a lot of history. His father’s marriages, his mother’s death; one brother in exile, another in denial; everything said, everything unsaid. And now his father (the best of men, the worst of men) has taken a decision which will affect them all and has asked his three sons to join him on one final journey across Europe.

But Louis is far from sure that this trip is a good idea. His older half-brothers are wonderful, terrible, troublesome people. And they’re as suspicious as they are supportive . . . because the truth is that they’ve never forgiven their father for the damaging secrets and corrosive lies of his past. So how much does Louis love his dad – to death? Or can this flawed family’s bond prove powerful enough to keep a dying man alive?

Let Go My Hand is a darkly comic and deeply moving twenty-first-century love story between a son, his brothers and their father. Through these vividly realized characters, it asks elemental questions about how we love, how we live, and what really matters in the end. Frequently funny, sometimes profound, always beautifully written, this intimate and life-affirming novel shows the Booker-longlisted author of Self Help at his brilliant best, and confirms his reputation as one of Britain’s most intelligent and powerful writers.

In the media

Essential reading for everyone who's ever been involved in a stepfamily - or any family. Not only is Docx frighteningly acute about human nature, he'll make you laugh and cry too. Just brilliant
Mail on Sunday
An incredibly touching story of the tender and indestructible bond that exists between a father and his three sons . . . It’s a curious thing when a book about death can prove so life-affirming. It’s something to be admired
Irish Times
This is fiction with heft and moral nuance; a novel that gets its hands dirty in the soiled laundry basket of family secrets and resentments. As such, it’s [Docx's] most universal, moving and resonant work to date . . . Startlingly short on sentimentality, given its subject matter, and fluent and insightful . . . he deserves to win wider acclaim for this wise account of the throttled emotions of manhood, and of a family in terminal meltdown
Spectator