Very well written. Keeps your interest.

ulie Metz seemed to have the perfect life--an adoring if demanding husband, a happy, spirited daughter, a lovely old house in an idyllic town outside New York City--when in an instant, everything changed. Her charismatic, charming husband, Henry, suffered a pulmonary embolism and collapsed on the kitchen floor. Within hours he was dead, and Julie was a widow and single mother at 44. Just like that, what seemed like a perfect life melted away. But the worst was yet to come.

Six months after his death, Julie discovered that her husband of 12 years, the man who loved her and their six-year-old daughter ebulliently and devotedly, had been unfaithful throughout their marriage, going so far as to conduct an ongoing relationship with one of Julie's close friends.

I cannot understand the title or the wonderful descriptions of this book. I found it disagreeable on many levels: too much information on every aspect of her life; the fact that there was so much dishonesty in the marriage and she did not see it and was more upset with the women it seemed that he cheated with , than himself. I know we are all flawed in many ways, I'm sorry she had to go through this, and am glad she found happiness in the end or has seemed to. guess i just didn't need to read about it.
Not my cup of tea