Having seen it in bookshops in the leadup to Christmas, the evocative butterfly in the jar on the front, combined with the tantalizing tagline, led me to putting it on my ‘I Want’ list, and I was fortunate enough to receive. The first Liane Moriarty book that I had read, to the best of my knowledge, it certainly won’t be the last.
At the heart of The Husband’s Secret is a letter that’s not meant to be read
My darling Cecilia, if you’re reading this, then I’ve died…
Imagine that your husband wrote you a letter, to be opened after his death. Imagine, too, that the letter contains his deepest, darkest secret—something with the potential to destroy not just the life you built together, but the lives of others as well. Imagine, then, that you stumble across that letter while your husband is still very much alive. . . .
Cecilia Fitzpatrick has achieved it all—she’s an incredibly successful businesswoman, a pillar of her small community, and a devoted wife and mother. Her life is as orderly and spotless as her home. But that letter is about to change everything, and not just for her: Rachel and Tess barely know Cecilia—or each other—but they too are about to feel the earth-shattering repercussions of her husband’s secret.
Acclaimed author Liane Moriarty has written a gripping, thought-provoking novel about how well it is really possible to know our spouses—and, ultimately, ourselves
I thoroughly enjoyed this novel. A little scandalous, a little unbelievable at times, certainly pushing the boundaries of coincidence, but throughout the day or two it took me to read it, I was certainly taken on a ride through the lives of three Australian women.
I read a lot of books of this flavour, the Picoults, the Chamberlains, the Susan Lewis – women’s fiction with a twist of the melodramatic, a huge, life-changing event and the moral dilemmas which follow.
This book was certainly not the best of that bent that I’ve ever read – certainly Picoult at her peak and Chamberlain at her best would blow Moriarty out of the water, but that’s not to say that I didn’t enjoy this book. It was certainly more interesting than some of Picoult’s earlier offerings, which hadn’t quite developed the intense saturation of issues which keeps me so gripped.
The Husband’s Secret isn’t a book which would make it on to my favourites list, and maybe not even a book which I would read again, but I would happily recommend it to another, in that it was a solidly written book with a salacious twist of scandal and moral dilemma in it. I found the characters difficult to like at times, and felt that the ending was a little ~too~ unbelievable, particularly the nugget of information thrown in at the end, but still happily give this book a solid rating.