You’ve met Mrs Bright. She’s that nice woman who lives three doors down and always smiles at you in the mornings. She’s planning her thirtieth wedding anniversary with her husband. She wants to travel, read endless books and take beautiful pictures. She’s been waiting for this forever.
For the past twenty-nine years, Kay Bright’s days have had a familiar rhythm: she works in her husband’s stationery shop, cooks for her family, tries to remember to practice yoga, and every other month she writes to her best friend, Ursula, and Ursula replies. Kay could set her calendar by their letters: her heart lifts when the blue airmail envelope, addressed in Ursula’s slanting handwriting, falls gently onto the mat.
Ursula is the only one who knows Kay’s deepest secret, something that happened decades ago that could tear Kay’s life apart today. Ursula has always been the person Kay relies on. Knowing she will hear from Ursula is like being sure the sun will rise tomorrow.
And now Ursula has stopped writing. Three missing letters doesn’t sound like a lot, but Kay gets out her shoebox of notes from her best friend, in case there’s something she overlooked. Ursula seems fine, but the further back she goes, the more Kay begins to question every choice she has made in her life. Which might be why, at ten o’clock one morning, Kay walks out of her yellow front door with a just a rucksack, leaving her wedding ring on the table…
What do you do when you are not happy anymore with the life you are leading? Do you have to stay because of the kids or a thousand other reasons? Or is it time for a change and be what others will consider as being selfish? Don’t you deserve some time for yourself after years of giving more than taking? After all, you only have one life and you have to make the most out of it.
When you are young you have certain dreams, but you have to put them on hold because there is work and kids and you promise yourself and each other that you will do those things when the children have left home. But then years go by and you still are waiting for the day to come and go on those adventures and you feel like those dreams will remain exactly that : dreams. Time to act or to keep on waiting?
A beautiful story that I could not put down about friendship, making the most of your life and live it the best you can. Sometimes you have to hurt people in the process in order to make them see your side of the medal. It can break them or set them free too.
No let people back you into a corner. You are also important! 5 stars.
Thank you, Beth Miller and Bookouture.
About the author
I have been told that I write like a tall blonde, so that’s how I’d like you to picture me.
I’ve published three novels, with one more about to be born, in January 2020. I’ve also published two non-fiction books. I work as a book coach and creative writing tutor.
Before writing books, I did a lot of different jobs. I worked in schools, shops, offices, hospitals, students’ unions, basements, from home, in my car, and up a tree. OK, not up a tree. I’ve been a sexual health trainer, a journalist, a psychology lecturer, a PhD student, a lousy alcohol counsellor, and an inept audio-typist. I sold pens, bread, and condoms. Not in the same shop. I taught parents how to tell if their teenagers are taking drugs (clue: they act like teenagers), and taught teenagers how to put on condoms (clue: there won’t really be a cucumber). I taught rabbis how to tell if their teenagers are druggedly putting condoms on cucumbers.
Throughout this, I always wrote, and always drank a lot of tea. I’m now pretty much unbeatable at drinking tea.
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