Sometimes reading this book I thought that Emily Perkins was a mind reader. She writes with such clarity and honesty about what it means to be a fallible human being. Then a friend came into the shop and said the exact same thing about one of Emily’s previous novels The Forrests: “It was as if she was writing from inside my head”. This story gets right down to the truth about what it feels like when a business scandal looks likely to envelope your entire family life and everything you have worked so hard for and thought you wanted so badly. She writes the generations and family dynamics so well, all set in vivid spaces at the coastal bach, the Wellington flat and the longed for Sydney shop. Will heroine Therese Thorne’s marriage survive the moral quandary she finds herself in? A good bookclub choice, this one.
— Laura