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June 2021
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Five lovely ex-girlfriends; one sweet-talking scoundrel
“Limerence, yes. It’s like a drug, like LSD. But you can’t buy it. Or go to jail for taking it. If you’ve got it, enjoy it. Just don’t make any long-term decisions. If you want to know what it is, look it up.”
When Clarissa shook Scout from her life like crumbs from a picnic blanket forty years ago, she hoped she would never ever see him again. But here he is, on the doorstep of her luxe townhouse. She is more than surprised – she is offended – but, against her better judgment, she listens to his story. He regrets, Scout tells her, that they parted on such bad terms. To make amends, he has named her his sole beneficiary in his last will and testament. Look! It says so on page six. Oh, and by the way, could she lend him four hundred thousand rand?
Months later Clarissa is summoned to a lawyer’s office. She assumes Scout has died and that there will be a reading of his will. But when she arrives, four other women tell her to join the queue.
Set in vibrant, ever-changing Joburg, Limerence  tracks Scout’s relationships with five remarkable women, from his bygone days of first dates to a life of higher and higher tightropes – and no safety net in sight. Warm-hearted and funny, this is a tale guaranteed to lift the spirits of even the sourest of exes.
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About the Author

Vincent Pienaar is a journalist and writer, author of the novel Too Many Tsunamis. He lives and works in Johannesburg.

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