This story was a bit of a literary mystery. A wife dies, and her husband receives letters from her, pages from the journal she kept during her sickness. He doesn’t know who’s sending the letters, and over the course of receiving them, finds mysterious and sometimes upsetting information in them.
I hate giving spoilers, so I’ll stop the exposition here. Suffice to say, he does a little detective work while also juggling the loss of his wife and the care of his three now mother-less children.
This isn’t my normal type of book, but it was quite nicely done. Fueled by the author’s own experience with cancer, there’s plenty to be learned and enjoyed on these pages. It was a lovely pallet cleanser between darker mysteries. 5 stars!