Yay for trios! And hooray for complicated characters! This book contained no murder whatsoever, which made me sad, but I survived. (So did everyone else, which is a problem, but here we are.)
In all seriousness, we have two men who love each other deeply but have worked themselves to a point in their marriage where they can’t be together. We all know those people. Maybe we’ve even been those people. It’s easy to relate to Graham and Calvin. (I found it easier to relate to Calvin, but that may just be me and I still liked Graham.)
Emory shows up in their lives – separately – and they find a way back together. It’s very simple and incredibly complicated, all at the same time.
Emory is a little bit less relatable than Calvin and Graham, and a bit less likeable. In the end, though, I wound up hoping for his happy ending too.
A few things felt rushed, and there were a few scenes where Chekhov’s Gun failed to fire. I’m wondering if some scenes wound up cut from the final version, and in the end it didn’t matter. I still cried, and cried a lot. (Fortunately, the Spouse had dozed off and didn’t see.)
You won’t regret picking this book up.