The novel Carlos Ruiz Zafón wrote just before The Shadow of the Wind; a cult classic in his native Spain.
‘Fifteen years on, the remembrance of that day has returned to me. I have seen that boy wandering through the mist of the railway station, and the name of Marina has flared up again like a fresh wound. We all have a secret buried under lock and key in the attic of our soul. This is mine…’