A Rural Affair dropped through my door just when life was at the busiest state it’d been in for a while. Normally, this means I’m happy to have an excuse to curl up with some chick lit in the bath at night, but I didn’t quite find this one gripping enough to make me want to do that. 

The plot is fairly straightforward: Poppy, a woman stuck in a boring and unfulfilling marriage, finds herself wishing her husband would die. One day, he does, by a freak accident involving a toilet, some ice, a plane and a bike ride. Instead of the normal guilt, though, Poppy finds herself relieved and sets about sorting out her life, in the course of which she discovers a secret about her husband that makes her fall apart completely. Gradually she pulls herself back together, but will she ever find love again? 

More after the jump
Of course she will. Because it’s one of those books. It’s by no means awful; I’ve certainly read far, far worse, but the story is just so predictable that I found myself thinking “Come on, just do X and then Y will happen” throughout most of the novel. 

I wouldn’t recommend it unless you’re really bored. Maybe as some kind of holiday novel though, I suppose. 

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