the power of family to support, nourish and surprise
Lauren has the perfect life…if she ignores the fact it’s a fragile house of cards, and that her daughter Mack has just had a teenage personality transplant.
Jenna is desperate to start a family with her husband, but it’s… Just. Not. Happening. Her heart is breaking, but she’s determined to keep her trademark smile on her face.
Nancy knows she hasn’t been the best mother, but how can she ever tell Lauren and Jenna the reason why?
Then life changes in an instant, and Lauren, Mack, Jenna and Nancy are thrown together for a summer on Martha’s Vineyard. Somehow, these very different women must relearn how to be a family. And while unraveling their secrets might be their biggest challege, the rewards could be infinite…
Heartwarming and fresh, Sarah Morgan’s brilliant new novel is a witty and deeply uplifting look at the power of a family of women.
When Lauren’s husband dies suddenly and she’s forced to move from London back to Martha’s Vineyard it’s not only her secret that she takes with her. She’s accompanied by her daughter, Mack, who’s bringing along a secret all of her own.
Brought up in the isolated holiday community of The Vineyard we are quickly immersed not only in her new life, living back with her mother, Nancy, but that of her sister.
Jenna has a secret all of her own too, one that threatens her marriage, one that threatens everything.
Sarah Morgan has long been a favourite author, ever since her early days writing medical romance for Mills and Boon (Harlequin) . But with this, her latest, there’s a change in both storyline, writing content and style. There’s a previous unforeseen depth to her writing that shifts her up a gear and with How to Keep a Secret she’s created something very different – a powerful testament to the threads woven between sisters, mothers and children; a three-dimential work with a crowd of secondary characters to add both light and dark textures to her work.
In a way I have to say I think she’s brave – there’s bound to be readers out there that will feel they’ve bought into something only to find it’s not what they expected. But, as with all things in life, as we grow older we develop and mature. What you get from an eighteen-year-old writer is going to be very different to what you get from someone in their middle year’s. This is a divergence, a change but in this case not an unhappy one. I look forward to her next offering…