Evelyn, After by Victoria Helen Stone

My rating: 2 of 5 stars


Yikes. This was way too quasi-romance novel and not enough of a psychological thriller - or ANY kind of thriller - for me. I agree with the hundreds of reviews that say this book was marketed wrong by the publisher because it most certainly was. This is why I have trust issues, people!

I listened to it on Audible and I skipped past most of the scenes where Evelyn and art museum owner with whom she has an affair (yep, I forgot his name because who cares, right?) were going at it. I am learning that when it comes to my reading preferences, I am about at prude as your 80 year old great Auntie Trudy. You know the one who thinks you should never be so close in proximity to someone of the opposite sex that there isn't room left for the Holy Spirit. Either that or so many of these novels that feel the need to include a sex scene execute it so poorly that it makes me feel like a dirty old man for consuming the juvenile ickiness.

That is neither here nor there, though, because the overall plot was just okay, so I probably would be giving the same review had there been no wanna be erotica to note. I kept waiting for the fall out, the twist, the event that would, as the amateur chefs on the Food Network would say, "elevate this dish" - but it never happened. Which is why I will now advise you see paragraph one where I confirm this is not a thriller or a mystery or anything except for a domestic novel about people who are only mildly interesting and decide infidelity is the only thing that will make them a tad bit more interesting.



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