Saturday, September 6, 2014

The Husband's Secret by Liane Moriarty

I love to read but I do not have much time to browse all the books at the store. I cheat and look at the Amazon editor's picks and reader's choice selections. Recently, Amazon recommended The Husband's Secret by Liane Moriarty (I can't say her last name without thinking of Sherlock... I'm still in withdrawal from the end of the third season).


The cover drew me in right away. Seriously, it is the prettiest cover I have seen in ages. I thought it was a really elegantly drawn peony at first glance but on close inspection it is a shattered pink rose. Just lovely to look at. They do say never to judge a book by its cover but a pretty cover certainly helps sell. From the multiple 5 star reviews, it seems behind the cover art lies a really great story. Two days later I had it in my hands (thank you Prime). And 24 hours later, I finished it. Mind you, it was a weekday and I work and always bring my work home, but I could not put it down!

From the beginning, I absolutely loved the characters. They were so flawed and interesting. I love Cecilia, neurotic behavior and all.  The dialogue was interesting and I found all the character's lives quite engaging. Everything was great until I finished the last 2 chapters. I held the book like it was a moldy rag and carried it straight to the storage closet, hoping to never set eyes on it again. I shall never be deceived by a pretty cover again was my thought as I buried it behind my old statistics books. I was so angry. There never was a literary troll quite like Ms. Moriarty (with the exception of Mr. R.R. Martin). I couldn't stop thinking about it for days! 

Then, magically about 2 weeks later, I matured and thought about it rationally. I think Ms. Moriarty (There! Again! Sherlock!) delivered her message quite effectively. She brought the story full circle and I have never read anything quite like it. So, even though I am disappointed, I think I appreciated what she did. She discussed Pandora's box at the beginning (and end) and I think it sums the book perfectly. Read at your own peril. Although hope lies inside, a lot of ugliness gets unleashed.