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296 pages, ebook
First published July 28, 2017

What a strange reading experience Our Little Secret is. It begins quite compellingly, then starts slowly coming off the rails as the book progresses. By the conclusion, the train wreck is literally and figuratively complete, and you may briefly consider awarding it 5 stars just for doing you the favor of finally ending.
This book feels like it was written by two different authors, one who cared deeply about their characters and story, and the other who wanted to wrap it up as quickly as possible before taking a month off to lie on a beach.
Sadly, both authors are madly in love with sentence fragments. To illustrate:
“I found some shoeboxes stacked two high. Six in total. I opened the first one. It was full of photos. Pausing to listen I made sure I could still hear him downstairs. I had a few more minutes. I picked up a handful of the photos. Each one containing him and the blonde woman. In one they were arm in arm, beaming with smiles in front of an old church somewhere. No doubt a picture of their wedding venue.”
The frequency of this type of stilted phrasing gets worse as the book goes on, as if Chris’s psychological unhinging is directly tied to the author’s own increasing mental chaos. I don’t know of anyone who writes or thinks in such chopped up sentences save the truly illiterate. Clearly someone made the writer a bet that they couldn’t sell a book this painful to read, and somehow that someone lost.
Unfortunately, it’s not just the writing style that grates. By the end, I realized that Chris Hayes isn’t the only person using Sarah, as she basically becomes little more than a device to slowly reveal and highlight the main character’s descent into madness. The ending doesn’t dispel that impression.
If I had to sum up my feelings for this book in four words, it would probably be “I am not amused”. Either that, or “please make it stop”.