Hear the Wind Sing - Haruki Murakami, Alfred Birnbaum It is such a short novel, written in Murakami's signature way which is rather simple but still evoke a lot of emotion. The plot is young man on summer break sit in a bar, drink beer and talk to girls, play music, talk of books, have sex or think about it, think about wells, remembers dead ex girlfriend, finally leaves to go back to Tokyo. It is Murakamis first novel yet feels oddly familiar.
I loved most the way he described the summer rains, how they smell and how they cooled down the hot asphalt, things like that. It made me long for summer.