I first read Jane Green when I was in my early twenties – back then she was writing the kind of  fluffy chick-lit that filled my weekends (those days before children when I’d lie around reading books and pondering where I’d go for breakfast). In many senses, I’ve aged alongside Jane Green. Her books about boyfriends were replaced with stories about weddings and babies and now those have been replaced with books about forty-something-year-old women worrying about both their teenagers and their aging parents.

Green’s latest release is The Accidental Husband (to be titled Family Pictures in the US). It’s the story of two women, Maggie and Sylvie – strangers and living on opposite coasts in the US. However, they have one particular thing in common – their husband (note, that’s not a plural!). Continue reading →