"It doesn't take everyone eleven years to find out that they're in love with a girl."
- Agatha Christie, Philomel Cottage: An Agatha Christie Short Story
This is the second short story I have read by Agatha Christie in the last 24 hours.
I had no idea she had so many short stories.
This one is a real mindfuck, and reminded me more of a Stephen King short story than something that Christie would write.
So picture this – a couple falls madly in love, after knowing each other for about a week or so. They get married, and they move to a charming and bucolic cottage in the country.
Everything seems wonderful, right? Right?
Well – maybe just maybe it’s not.
See the bride is having dreams and the happy newlywed is vanishing, turning into an obsessive and ruminating woman who does not understand why she is having the same dream over and over and over and over and over and over again.
In her dream – and this is not a spoiler because you find it out in the very beginning and it’s also in the description of the book, her new husband is murdered by her ex-boyfriend, and she thanks the ex boyfriend afterwards.
I guess the honeymoon is over!
As time goes on, the bride begins to panic, realizing she doesn’t really know her new husband. Just who is he?
Is he a player? Does he have other ladies in his past that he hasn’t gotten over? Is he a bundle of secrets? Is he a sociopathic? Insane psycho, son of a bitch? These are the thoughts that go through the mind of the now terrified bride.
I cannot say anymore because to do so would give spoilers and that I do not want to do.
I will say, though that I didn’t love it. The short story I read the other night I gave five stars. It may be one of my favorite short stories of all time. This one bothered me a little bit.
Perhaps it bothered me because there is so much ambiguity. Perhaps it bothered me because this one was a little bit too short and I really couldn’t get to know the characters as much as I would’ve liked.
OK now we are heading into
SPOILERS :
The twist. Everyone’s talking about the twist! I didn’t love it honestly. Sometimes I like these twist endings, and sometimes I don’t.
On the one hand, I can appreciate that it’s up to the reader to make up their own mind.
On the other hand, I don’t know , I almost feel like this would have been better as a full length book or even as a bit longer novella because I feel that so much more could’ve been explored.
I mean, I would’ve love to know what happened with the police afterwards. The book ends very abruptly. And the thing is we really don’t know who the crazy one was here.
Now , leave it to o to drive us All crazy! I have to hand it to her. I think she had a mischievous streak. But this reminds me of The classic book, My cousin, Rachel. It actually reminded me of that very much.
I still did enjoy this and would thoroughly recommend it. I mean, if you like short stories, or you dig mysteries or you like little creeper stories or you just love Agatha Christie how could you pass this one up?
It also left It’s imprint on my brain. I’m trying to make sense of that ending and I’m telling you that I still don’t know what I think.
I do not know What the truth was. I honestly don’t know. I guess that is part of this little book’s ambiguous and ironic, charm.