The expression “I could not put this book down” isn’t one I very often use, because it needs to be kept for the real McCoy.
For a gripping page-turner that absorbs you and makes you want to read faster and faster to see what happens next, whilst simultaneously making you regret that you are racing through the book.
For a book like “The Holiday’, in other words.
This psychological thriller is as close to being un-put-down-able as anything I’ve read.
The premise is simple and pretty middle-class-British. 4 women, best friends since university, go away for a week’s holiday in the south of France, to celebrate their 40th birthday year. Their husbands and children accompany them – a group that has pretty much known each other for 2 decades.
They stay in a luxurious villa in a vineyard. The descriptions of the French countryside and the suffocating summer heat, of slow village life, of the food and the chilled wine – they are all gorgeous and you feel immersed in this French summer.
The story is told from the shifting perspective of the different people in this house party, but Kate is the main voice. Early on in the book, Kate suspects that her husband is having an affair, and that the “other woman” is one of her 3 best friends. She sets out to try and find out who. And why. And how.
The plot has so many twists and turns and surprises, that I certainly had no idea as to what was coming in the final pages of this fabulously gripping thriller.
And that’s about all I can tell you, because I would not want to spoil one iota of your pleasure, by letting drop any hints.
If you haven’t read this book, you can buy it right now, using the link below.
You are in for a treat!