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What a page-turner! Liane Moriarty's writing style reminds me of Elizabeth Strout's. The novel's moral dilemmas make it a great book club choice.
I went into this story with low expectations (the title and cover gave me a certain impression) but came away very impressed with the wonderful story and well thought out plot. I'm a sucker for stories about different people/families that interweave in unexpected ways, and this delivered. As the previous reviewer says, the epilogue is quite wonderful, but it didn't make me like the story itself any less. If you're on the fence, give this a try!
I apologize to the author in advance. I simply did not 'need' this book. Frankly, it is beautifully written, articulate, a VERY GOOD story, well woven and spun. Moriarty did an excelled job winding 3 unrelated families under one umbrella of tangled events. Bravo really. For me however, I ended wondering why I needed to read this book. It is a contemporary story about a few families lives in Australia. There is murder, deceit, mistrust, lies, unfaithfulness, grief, children, a broken ankle, several dysfunctional marriages, lots of church moms, revelations and perhaps the beginnings of healings...I guess this really comes down to my taste. I don't enjoy these painful, stressful things in real life and I realize I certainly don't enjoy spending my time reading about yet more of it in books either. Not entertaining for this reader.
The epilogue is where it's at for this novel. I am all for story build up, but it is a tad bit frustrating after 10 discs the most compelling portion of the story resides in the afterword. Fantastic premise despite it all.
Set in Sydney and Melbourne, Australia, Moriarty's novel follows the lives of three women grappling with immense revelations, decades-old choices, and the struggle against what might have been. As the reader slowly learns more about Cecilia, Tess, and Rachel and their lives and history, all three characters are drawn into each other's orbit through Cecilia's discovery of a letter her husband wrote and thought lost and Tess returning home after learning her husband has fallen in love with someone else. Each central female character is wonderfully complex and real, consumed by petty jealousies, the desire to seem perfect, and their dedication, love, and frustration with family. A wonderful and complex read.
Ugh I wish I hadn't picked this up. A very mindless story, though it deals with a murder, is so caught up in the minutae of everyday life I caught myself skipping pages at a time without missing any of the story. Disappointing after enjoying What Alice Forgot.
A page-turner of a novel that examines conscience, love, betrayal and forgiveness. The more I read, the more I became invested in the story and the characters’ lives. I couldn’t put the book down because I was desperate to find out what the final outcome would be. I was not disappointed.
This is a very long, challenging to follow, depressing book, with no uplifting events to help redeem it. If you enjoy the depressing, victimizing type of original movie presented on Lifetime TV (You know, television for women...Yuk!), you may well love this book. If not, I strongly suggest you pass on this book. Unfortunately, I will never get back all those hours I spent hoping this book would eventually get better...which it didn't.
Everyone has secrets, some more shocking than others, When should you tell; when should you keep quiet is the big question. Here we see, again, that nothing in life is black or white, but just so many shades of grey that you know no choice is going to be the 'right' one. Throughout this novel, we also see that even when you are wrestling with big issues the minutiae of life will always interject, will always be the white noise in the background setting the stage and providing the tools for making life decisions. Even though this felt like chick lit, and probably is, there was a fundamental hook in the story that made you consider your own values and motives. Just what would you do in those situations?