While reading this book, I always found myself enjoying it.
The prose is poignant, dark and actually very funny. I'm 19 years old but somehow I managed to step into the protagonist Sally's view and see the world through her eyes. She's s middle aged woman who has been having a 5 year affair with cool calm and collected married Clive. Clive declares his love and true passion for Sally but suddenly decides on a fateful friday that thing's at home are worth working at.
He leaves Sally in free fall, in a job she can't be bothered with, a husband she no longer cares about and children who will never understand. She slowly declines into the darkest depths of depression. Eventually the only reason Sally even gets dressed in the morning's are to stalk Clive's house or meet his wife on tea and lunch dates.
Everyone around Sally is oblivious as to why she has suddenly lost it, but she takes comfort in any tiny bits of information she can get out of Clives family on his life. However he doesn't feel comfortable with her spending time with his wife and resorts to threatening her to stay away.
There's a lot of depressing stuff in this book because even as the reader, you just want Sally to... well help herself. Suddenly you're transported 18 months and Sally is over Clive and he's paying for soliciting gbh.
The ending was too quick after all the depressing stuff in the middle and I found myself thinking afterwards 'well what was the revenge exactly?'.