Whenever we get books desk dropped at work, I always get excited. It’s literally a book recommendation being delivered to you from the best of the best in the publishing world. So when a copy of A.S.A. Harrison’s The Silent Wife showed up on my desk this summer, I knew it would be coming with me on my vacation to the Outer Banks of North Carolina. The book wasn’t too long and even the cover design intrigued me. All in all, I felt like it would an appropriate beach read.
I could not have been more correct. Because here’s the truth of the matter – while I love the idea of lying on the beach relaxing, it also stresses me out a little. What am I supposed to really be doing besides lying there? Falling asleep is out of the question. It’s much too loud for me and what if I don’t wake up in time to roll over to make sure my tan is even? Plus, I was responsible for holding the dog’s leash, so having a book that I could not put down served to be the perfect beach companion.
One could easily argue who the main character of this book is. To me, it was the title “silent wife.” What I loved about her was that even though she was at times borderline crazy, she’s also completely relatable. How is that even possible? I don’t know, but trust me – it is. Overall, I felt that all of the characters were very realistically written. So while you may not always, or ever, agree with a character’ actions, you can absolutely see where they were coming from.
My method of telling if I’ve just read a good book has always been the impression that it leaves on me. A book doesn’t even need to be particularly well-written (though this one is) or have fully developed characters (again though, this one does) as long as I’m still thinking about it between readings and long after I’ve finished it. It’s been a couple of months since my vacation and Silent Wife still pops into my head from time to time. Another way I can tell is that I start recommending it to my friends and family because I really need to talk about it. Like, right now.
So naturally, after I finished the book, I immediately passed it on to my mother-in-law. Suddenly she was the one only half paying attention to the rest of us when we were sunning ourselves on the beach or hanging out on the deck of the house we had rented. But it was okay, because I knew exactly where she was. Caught up, just as I had been (and still kind of am), in the lives of Todd Gilbert and his silent wife.
— Sonia Lynaugh, Recruiter, Human Resources