Tuesday, March 3, 2015
The older I get the more I distrust the theory that with age comes wisdom
Livy Jackson has dealt with her sister's death for almost twenty years.
Currently, she comes to her best friend, Julia's, flat for lunch and finds her dead which is ruled a suicide.
Livy doesn't believe it but her husband isn't being supportive. He thinks she's being paranoid.
In the midst of dealing with her friend's death, Livy's husband is given an assignment in Paris. Not only must she bear her grief alone but she learns that a colleague of her husband with whom he had an affair with in the past, is accompanying him on the Paris assignment.
Livy feels an added burden of guilt because Julia had left a number of urgent messages on Livy's phone, asking Livy to call her.
In the hands of a lesser writer, the story might have been a typical melodrama but Sophie McKenzie draws Livy out so that the reader feels her pain. When she learns something new about her husband, she faces everything by herself.
The drama increases as she meets Julia's mysterious boyfriend and seems drawn to him. However, the reader isn't sure of his intentions.
The story is done with panache and McKenzie's characters come to life before our eyes.
I can't wait to read the next novel by this exciting author.
I received a free book in return for my honest review.