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When Alice Love tumbles off her exercise bike during her weekly spin class, she knocks her noggin so hard she's thrown back a decade. She wakes up from the accident convinced she's a frazzled, frumpy 29-year-old, who's happily married to the man of her dreams and pregnant with their first child. Imagine her surprise when she discovers the truth—she's actually 39, a fit and formidable mom of three, and in the middle of a nasty divorce. With no memory of anything that's happened over the last ten years, Alice is completely flummoxed. How can her life have gone so completely awry in such a short period of time? What happened to her marriage? Her relationship with her sister? And, most disconcerting of all, who is the stranger Alice sees when she looks in the mirror?
As Alice struggles to make sense of her "new" life by piecing together vague recollections of the past decade, she makes some startling discoveries about herself. Not all of them pleasant. Alice isn't sure she likes who she's become, but she can't turn back the clock. Or can she? Is it too late to salvage the life she once loved? Will she get a second chance to make things work between her and Nick? Or will mistakes Alice doesn't even remember making launch her into a future she's too terrified to contemplate?
Although Big Little Lies remains my favorite of Liane Moriarty's novels, I've thoroughly enjoyed all of them. What Alice Forgot is no exception. Filled with the Australian author's trademark warmth and humor, it's a thought-provoking novel that asks some very intriguing questions. Moriarty's deft exploration of familial relationships keeps the reader engrossed, while forcing them to examine their own priorities and choices. Both funny and poignant, What Alice Forgot is a heartfelt novel about forgiving, forgetting, and fighting for what's most important. I loved it.
(Readalikes: Reminded me of Moriarty's other novels, including Big Little Lies and The Husband's Secret)
If this were a movie, it would be rated:
for language and sexual content
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