My rating: 5 of 5 stars
I spent the last three days engrossed in the story of Alice and her sudden memory loss. It begins when she falls off her bike in spin class; when she comes to, she believes it’s 1998 (it’s actually 2008) and she’s shocked at her flattened stomach and toned physique, has no recollection of her three children, and thinks she’s still in the early, easy years of her marriage. She’s on the brink of divorce, and she can’t remember why.
As Alice struggles to remember, she pieces little glimpses of her past back together and reconciles with her sister. She’s appalled at what she learns about her 39-year-old self, and tries to re-establish her 29-year-old self as she remembers it.
This book really made me think about what I would have missed out on in the last ten years. A very enjoyable read, with a satisfying ending! Liane Moriarty hasn’t disappointed me yet.