A young girl goes missing from her English village over the New Year holiday, and the whole town turns out to look for her. Even while they search, though, their own lives have to go on. And so they do, for year after year after year. This is less of a mystery novel than a story of life in the village, and the characters age on their own throughout. Each chapter represents a year after the disappearance, each paragraph seems to fill a page, and most sentences are self-contained, unto themselves. I came to view this more of a series of meditations upon the mundane, and found it incredibly moving.