Jennie Fields’ Atomic Love scrupulously captures both the minute (you may say “atomic”) and panoramic elements of the early Cold War. At floor zero: a lady physicist, an FBI agent and a probable spy. Each has been broken, physically, emotionally or both, by World War II. They shape a triangle, which brings to mind the symbol of a fallout shelter.
Rosalind changed into the lone lady on the University of Chicago group that constructed the first controlled nuclear reaction, however in 1950, she’s unhappily selling earrings at a branch store. During her wartime service, she fell hard for Weaver, a British group member who awoke her sexually and then dumped her. As the radical begins, Weaver, “the cool animated film of a handsome man” with a “dimpled Cary Grant chin,” injects himself back into Rosalind’s life. FBI agent Charlie suspects Weaver of selling secrets to the Soviets, and he enlists Rosalind’s assist to unmask her former lover.
Surely amongst the maximum patient FBI dealers in current fiction, Charlie is a complicated character who has repressed maximum feelings, though he feels a strong appeal to Rosalind. Tortured as a prisoner of war, Charlie became left with one hand so disabled that someone else ought to assist knot his tie. When Rosalind has a tendency to his tie, it's far an intimate gesture.
In Rosalind, Fields has created an traumatic but gutsy heroine who contains her Shakespearian call with aplomb. Growing up, science turned into her religion, yet she is horror stricken on the destructive power of the atom bomb she helped unleash. Inspired by using such girl scientists as physicist Leona Woods and the author’s very own mother, Atomic Love is as much approximately undercover paintings as it's far approximately women’s passions.