How would you feel if you woke up one morning and realized you missed a decade of your life? How would you feel about the person you became, the compromises you made, the priorities you set? How would you feel about the company you keep and the people you drifted away from?
That’s what happened to Alice. 29, pregnant with her first child and madly in love with her husband, she wakes up on the floor of the gym (whaaaat? She hates the gym!) to discover she’s actually a 39-year old mother of three going through a contentious divorce. The knock on her head didn’t just erase Alice’s memory-it reverts her back to the fun-loving 29-year-old she used to be, rather than the tightly-wound, micromanaging supermom she’s apparently become, and she starts to take stock of her life. Alice can’t understand how she could be getting divorced, how she and her sister aren’t close, how her mom could have taken up salsa dancing (the true mystery of the book). She doesn’t know what to do with any of the kids calling her “Mum” and she really doesn’t know what to do with the new boyfriend she’s recently picked up. Slowly her memories start coming back, particularly memories about a woman she doesn’t know-Gina. Did she have something to do with the breakup of Alice’s marriage? And is her marriage truly, irrevocably broken or can she and Nick give it another shot?
This book isn’t one of my normal picks. It’s for my office book club, and I don’t really know what to say about it. It was fine, it was inoffensive, it was well-written, and then it was done. It was a good book to plow through on a rainy Saturday-I opened it up, and suddenly I was on page 240. It was a boring book, but charmingly boring, like background noise. If you’re ever snowed in, or facing a boring commute, it’s a decent book to pass the time. All in all, I’d give it a solid “Meh.”