“I felt fairly
confident that I would take this information to my
grave–even though it
was the juiciest thing to happen in Aberdeen Mists in about
eight
years.”
Paige
Atwell appears to have a fulfilling life in the cozy
community of
Aberdeen Mists–a nice house, a great husband, and two young
kids. But
behind the façade of neighborhood coffee klatches and
carpools, Paige
is growing restless with her increasingly busy spouse, the
early onset
of her ten-year-old daughter’s teenage hostility, and her
young son’s
alarming preoccupation with bodily functions.
When
her friend
and neighbor, Karen, looking even more vibrant and gorgeous
than usual,
confesses to a passionate affair with a sizzling Latin
lover, Paige
assesses her own state of domestic ecstasy: not good. But
Paige’s
attempts to “re-sexualize” her marriage produce comically
calamitous
consequences.
Just when Paige begins to wonder whether an
extramarital remedy may be the key to happiness, Karen is
found dead in
her garage, lying in a pool of blood. The residents of
Aberdeen Mists
may be satisfied with the freak accident theory–that Karen
fell and hit
her head on a metal toolbox–but Paige knows the adulterous
secret that
could blow the closed case wide open.
With sleuthing
skills
acquired from her favorite TV crime dramas, Paige vows to
find out the
truth. Her list of potential perps (that’s what Law &
Order calls
them, right?) includes Karen’s aggrieved husband, Doug, and sexy
Spanish lothario Javier. As Paige’s Miss Marple—esque
adventure winds
through her allegedly quiet enclave to the boundaries of her own
fidelity, what she uncovers may prove more shocking than she
ever
imagined.
In this outrageously entertaining gem,
Robyn Harding
shines a light on the plight of suburban housewives–the
sacrifices, the
secrets, and the desperate lengths they’ll go to to keep up
appearances. With a sharp wit and a delightfully
unpredictable story
line, Harding’s darkly funny novel examines whether the
grass really is
greener on the other side of the white picket fence . . . or
if it’s
just a good place to bury a body.