I brought this mirror out of the closet and put it on the coffee table. Then I arranged some candles on it.
I had more of these glass pieces, found long ago at Hobby Lobby, in a baggy. So I sprinkled some around the candles on the mirror.
Which look do you prefer?
I finished the Anne Tyler book. I’d forgotten she won the Pulitzer in 1988 for “Breathing Lessons,” her 11th novel.
I want to find a copy and reread that book. I seem to remember already reading it twice.
“Back When We Were Grownups” is a great book to savor slowly. It involves a long-widowed woman in her fifties who starts thinking about what could have been.
What if she’d stayed with her fiance instead of falling for the man she ended up marrying? And losing in just six years.
Anne Tyler creates dynamic characters and writes compelling dialogue. The kind that flows so easily that the characters seem real. Old friends you lost track of and suddenly rediscovered.
And then when the book comes to a close, you are sorry to see them go. The family you’ve come to love.
At least I was sad to close the book. Wanting to know more.
Now I’ll start reading the last of the three books my daughter gave me last weekend.
“The Silent Wife.” Written in 2013.
…Jodi and Todd are at a bad place in their marriage. Much is at stake, including the affluent life they lead in their beautiful waterfront condo in Chicago, as she, the killer, and he, the victim, rush haplessly toward the main event. He is a committed cheater. She lives and breathes denial. He exists in dual worlds. She likes to settle scores. He decides to play for keeps. She has nothing left to lose.
Told in alternating voices, The Silent Wife is about a marriage in the throes of dissolution, a couple headed for catastrophe, concessions that can’t be made, and promises that won’t be kept.
Expertly plotted and reminiscent of Gone Girl and These Things Hidden, The Silent Wife ensnares the reader from page one and does not let go…
It was the authors first stab at fiction, after writing four non-fiction books.
The sad part is that this author, A.S.A. Harrison, was at work on a second psychological thriller when she died in 2013. The same year this book came out.