Mad About You
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4.3 • 24 Ratings
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- £4.99
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- £4.99
Publisher Description
'A perfect mix of intrigue, emotion and humour, this is a really gripping and enjoyable read ****' Closer
'The inevitable comparisons with Marian Keyes are justified and well deserved - Moriarty's characters are likeable, well developed and funny ****' Heat
Sinéad Moriarty's riveting novel, Mad About You, makes you stop and think about the importance of trust in relationships - how fragile it can be, how easily damaged, how hard to repair. Sinéad combines the storytelling genius of Jodi Picoult, and the compassion and humour of Marian Keyes, in a gripping story of contemporary marriage.
Emma and James Hamilton have weathered lots of storms in their ten-year marriage. From the heartbreak of infertility, to the craziness of then becoming parents to two babies in one year, to coping with James losing his job, somehow they have always worked as a team.
However, the pressure of moving for James's new job puts them under stress like never before. So when James starts getting texts from a stranger - texts that show startling insights into their lives - Emma is not sure what to think. She is far from home, isolated and before long finds herself questioning everything about their relationship.
Somehow she has to get a grip, but how can she do that when a stranger seems set on driving Emma out of her home and her marriage?
'One of the brightest voices in modern women's fiction' Bella
Customer Reviews
Predictable but enjoyable
Enjoyed this book. It's a bit waffly and repetitive when it talks about the main character's feelings but worth a read if you're looking for something easy.
Predictable plot with dubious undertones
Now I love a chic lit book but this one left me with a bitter taste.
I found the sub messages too much. Working mums didn't fair well unless they gave up that silly notion of work. Several times by various characters it was suggested hard working men should be supported more at home.
There was no feel good at the end just a feeling that I'd better glam up, leave my job and tell my husband how grateful we are that he brings home the bacon. Probably whilst wearing kitten heeled slippers.