I guess in order for me to enjoy a book, I have to like at least one of the characters. And try as I might, there was literally not a single character I liked. I’m pretty sure that’s what author A.S.A. Harrison intended, but it didn’t work for me.
The Silent Wife, like many books about husbands, wives, abuse, and craziness, has been compared to Gone Girl. I wish publishers and book marketers would stop doing that. Gone Girl stands alone in making the reader make a surprised and horrified gasp at the end of the book. Even if the tension in The Silent Wife was similar to that in Gone Girl, it can’t be compared because the author tells you from the get-go that the husband is killed and the wife is a murderer.
Todd and Jodi are common-law husband and wife. They have a beautiful condo overlooking Lake Michigan in Chicago. Life seems perfect, except that it isn’t. Todd, it seems, is a serial philanderer and Jodi lives her life in denial. While Todd’s life seems to be spiraling out of control, Jodi is convinced that everything is hunky dory.
I truly wanted to slap them both. He, for being hoodwinked by a money-hungry college girl and she for putting up with his shenanigans and eagerly awaiting his return. Seriously?
The main characters of Gone Girl were also not the most likable of characters, but the book had such a creepy and interesting story, that I just couldn’t stop turning the pages. And oh, that ending….
On the other hand, I really found nothing interesting enough about The Silent Wife to make up for the unlikable characters and annoying story line.
I can’t recommend this book at all.