Charity Walton seems to have everything she could want: a husband, four children, a lovely house in London, and a successful career as a sociologist. Then she meets Mark Carleton, the incoming Head of the Sociology Department where she works: clever, handsome, and American. Having devoted herself for years to her family, Charity finds herself surrendering to Carleton's charismatic pull. Their sex is frequent, passionate, sometimes violent, their love consuming and volatile. Soon Charity, having abandoned all she has known, realizes that love is often far from true. This is a fluent, bitter story of love and sexual politics.
Put this in the beloved genre of “women’s divorce fiction.” I was waiting for an Amy Dunne revenge moment to satisfy me but I had to settle for Charity’s version of a “cool girl” monologue at the end. This book would’ve been five stars if it ended with her murdering Mark and getting away with it. 😌
I remember the BBC did an adaptation of this back in the early 90s with Bill Nighy as the main male character shagging his way around various universities. Yes its got this veneer of intellectualism, but essentially its a good sex and fights and more sex type read. Jackie Collins with a few A levels thrown in. Perfect summer reading.