They meet at their NCT Group. The only thing they have in common is they’re all pregnant.
Three years later, they are all good friends. Aren’t they?
One Missing Husband.
Now the police have come knocking. Someone knows something.
And the trouble with secrets is that someone always tells.
I devoured The Mothers in one sitting it is excessively addictive with a terrific cast of characters and an involving, emotionally resonant, twisty mystery.
Sarah J Naughton is a masterful plotter with a keen eye for divisive, entertaining and authentic characters. Any parent will relate to the sometimes funny, sometimes sad vagaries of parenting and the mystery element is steeped in atmosphere as we watch this group of Mum’s come together and fall apart in equal measure.
Then of course there’s the missing husband. Where did he go? Well many scenario’s present themselves for your consideration as the narrative moves between past and present, the ending when it comes is hugely satisfying and beautifully done.
Bonds bend and break but one thing remains…most of us have someone who we’d call to help bury the body, whether literal or metaphorical. This book will make you seriously consider who that person might be. I think for me it would be Katherine Armstrong (sorry Katherine I’ll try to never actually kill anyone) I’m sure the author has her own person with a spade on speed dial…
The Mothers is a fantastic read, one of friendship, love, betrayal and those human connections we all seek every day.