I have no idea what people like about this book. It is the literary equivalent of watered down McDonald's coffee; it's not even watered down GOOD coffee. Allow me to save you many hours of your life (while trying not to spoil anything in case you do want to read this drivel): Her husband dies, she's sad, very sad. She's grieving. She's still sad. She finds out he may have been keeping secrets from her, which she loathes. But then she keeps secrets from others. She's sad.

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