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This review may be short but it will not be sweet, because I have many unpleasant thoughts. Here is my review of Colm Tóibín’s Long Island.

“Oh, he is good at his job, your husband. I’d say he’s in great demand.�� The man stopped for a second, looking behind him to check no one was listening. “He fix everything in our house,�� he went on pointing a finger at her. “He even did a bit more than what was in the estimate. Indeed, he came back regularly when he knew that the woman of the house would be there and I would not. And his pluming is so good that she is to have a baby in August.�� - Long Island.

There are not many men nowadays—in fiction or in real life—that I find to be fulfilling. As a man myself who dates men, overall, I find men disappointing. In recent times, I only had two examples of men that gave me something to aspire to and for. Lil�� Papa from Pose and Tony from Brooklyn. However, today, after having finished reading Long Island—the second book in the Eilis Lacey series—Lil�� Papi is the only one left.

I give this book 3.5 stars. It left me with so many unresolved feelings about Tony and I don’t know where to put them.