I had high expectations for this book at the beginning. It starts off as a beatiful story of a cementary keeper, Violette, living in a small house in the French countryside, tending to graves, plants in the garden, selling flowers to visitors and quietly but thoroughly observing the funerals and people attending them. We slowly learn about the backstory of Violette and the lives of people surrounding her - gravediggers, the priest, morticians etc. - it's beautiful, well-paced and very often moving.

However, at some point we learn about a tragedy in Violette's past and from then on things really start going downhill. We no longer only get the perspective of Violette now and Violette in the past, but of so many different random characters she encountered in her life. Be ready to keep notes of the dates and character's names because I really coudn't at one point. What's more, the book gets so obnoxious when it comes to love and sex. Practically every chracter is cheating at one point. So many scenes of one-night stands in hotels, sex on the side of the road, or my favourite - nephew inviting his aunt to to the garden so that she could watch him making love with his girlfriend, which was supposed to be some kind of revenge for her rejecting him? Who even thought of that? Shortly after that I stopped reading because all of this was just getting ridiculous. Such a letdown in my opinion.