I love it when you start reading a book and within the first paragraph, you just KNOW that it’s going to be a good one. You can tell by the turn of phrase, by the descriptions, by how you get caught up in the characters, by the way the story unfolds. That was the way it was with me when I picked up “The Secret Keeper” by Kate Morton. I’d never heard of her before and knew nothing about her or her books. But I knew that the book was going to be good. As it was I was wrong. It wasn’t just good, it was, well, just perfect as far as I was concerned. A storyline in an idyllic setting with a murder within the first chapter. There were no secrets as to who had murdered who. You just didn’t know WHY. It took the whole book, well over 600 pages, and intriguingly told over three time frames…. present day, early 1960s and the 1940s… all interwoven throughout the whole book, to explain why the murder in the first chapter had happened. And when you knew the whole story, you fully condoned why it had occurred.
I went to bed early last night to finish the last 100 pages. I knew that I would want to read it all in one go and not have to read it in dribs and drabs and not pick up the nuances of those last page turning parts of the enthralling story.
But what I wasn’t expecting was the twist that came at the end, that made me gasp, and smile, all at the same time. It put a whole new slant on the story, and as I read the last page and smiled, and turned my light off to sleep, my mind was full of the characters and how different the story would be if I read it again, knowing the twist in the tale.
When I woke up this morning, I knew what I was going to do.
Something I have never done before with a book, no matter that its made me cry, or happy, or thrilled or entertained me totally.
I have never started to read it again, immediately after I have just finished it.
But I will with this one…… Its in the knowing….