They were lost when they tried the dangerous bypaths of love. From the bright lights of fame, they fled into the a darkness with their burden of guilt. They loved, but the disease of hate ate into their love, twisting and torturing it. They fled into the bypaths of love, and found they could run from everything but themselves.
“The Sharp Edge” is a 1952 novel by Richard Himmel that’s all about the characters. The mystery is why a couple, the Fosters, who were the King and Queen of Broadway, loved by all, packed up and left at the height of their game and fortune. They’ve taken up residence at an isolated lake, doing shows for empty audiences and leaving the world wondering what happened to them. Enter a reporter and a photographer tasked with getting a story by any subterfuge necessary. They pose, for instance, as anglers with a native tour guide who just happen to come upon the isolated chateau on the hidden lake (after scouting it by small plane first). The story, which takes a while to get going, is what happens when they meet this couple, the Fosters, and who fools whom, who entrances whom, and whose performance will live in infamy. Because just perhaps everything isn’t quite what you think and some folks are best left to their own devices and not given shiny new things to play with.