Melancholic.
This is about the only word that can be used to describe Never Let Me Go, it is there from the start to the end.
Always on the verge of crying. This is such a well-crafted elegy to the dead or those about to die.
Nothing is clear and the characters see their lives written in euphemisms.
Certainly a book to get you thinking about societies and how societies other outsiders, how societies commodify aspects of life they shouldn’t and the way societies ignore hard truths when they want to.
So glad I eventually got around to reading this.