You’ve never met the other wives. None of you know each other, you see your husband only one day a week. Thursday. But you don’t care, you love him that much. Or at least that’s what you’ve told yourself…
And then, one day it all changes.
You thought you were fine with this, with only having a fraction of a husband. But you can’t help yourself, you start to dig. Begin tracking them down, the other days… Who is Monday and why does she have bruises on her arms? Is she being abused? By who? Her husband? Your husband?
What else is he keeping from you?
And who is he, really?
I LOVED The Wives it was an absolute cracker of a psychological thriller- with an engaging yet divisive heroine at the centre of it.
Tarryn Fisher has produced a genuinely compelling page turner of a book , with a narrative that messes with your perception throughout. The plotting is taut and believable, the writing is excellent and the whole thing has a beautifully honed sense of foreboding. The twists are less traditional here, they come at you sideways rather than head on and even if you think you know where it’s going you probably don’t.
Revealed inexorably and hauntingly through character and ongoing events, this novel leads you through the maze of a life with this one man and his three wives…until the truth is before you. Not in a huge wow moment but in dawning understanding. Really very good indeed.