“The person, be it gentleman or lady, who has not a pleasure in a good novel, must be intolerably stupid.” – Jane Austen
Let me start off by saying that I love Liane Moriarty. I think she is a story-teller who captures the essence of people and the social interactions between them. I’m a big fan of The Husbands Secret, The Last Anniversary and Big little lies (that incidentally is being made into an HBO series that I am dying to see)!
The way I felt about Sons and Daughters of Ease and Plenty is hard to put into words. Fern and Edgar infuriated me from the very beginning. They scorned those with money but lived completely on what Fern’s wealthy family gave them. When the well went dry and Fern tried to convince Edgar to join his father’s lucrative business so that they could, I don’t know – EAT, he had a tantrum and promptly slept with the first person he met. When Fern found out, she threw her own tantrum and took a road trip unbeknownst to Edgar. He had decided to go on vacation with his new lady friend leaving their 3 young children unattended, albeit accidentally, at home. Continue reading “Sons and Daughters of Ease and Plenty”