Three Apples Fell from the Sky

A little village high up in the Armenian mountains has lost most of its population due to war and famines, and is now solely inhabited by old people. We hear their life stories and follow them through some tragic and some mundane everyday events.

There's certainly charm in these connected tales, that are sprinkled with supersticions and moments of magical realism. Yet it worked better for some people and some stories than others. I felt the narrative stagnated a bit in the middle, lacked some structure from maybe too many time jumps. Only when Anatolia and Vasily embarked on their second marriage towards the end, I felt the novel really found its groove.