This is the story of two young people who attempt to live their lives together whilst never really accepting just how different they are. The childhood experiences that would come to shape the relationship were allowed to remain secret in the joy of the moment, and so much remained unsaid in their joint effort to discover the nature of the love they had for each other. Joe needed companionship and friends, the stimulation of colleagues, the rush of city life whereas Natasha saw creativity coming from within themselves as individuals and not requiring the intervention of outside influences. The differences were kept private and hardly ever spoken about until first Natasha, and then Joe at her request, entered therapy. Throughout the book, the relationship centres on their inability to talk to each other and it is a key element of their downfall for which they are both responsible. The concept of autobiographical fiction is one that leaves the reader wondering just how much of the story is fact and how much is fiction, and this uncertainty may have played its part in enabling such a personal memoir to be published. Very few authors could have written such an emotional and intimate account of such tragic circumstances in their own lives with the skill and intensity shown in this book.