This was the first Shreve book I ever read. I recall really liking it, but I've become more critical of books since then, so I probably wouldn't like it as well if I read it now.
I had to force myself to finish this book. It isn't well written at all. There is no connection to the characters. The story line has the potential to be extremely emotional, but is not by any means. Things are brought up in the story that are just pointless. I would skim over a lot of parts. This is a complete waste of reading time. The Pilots Wife was so disappointing, that I actually will not be reading this author again.
This is one of those books you pick up in Costco when the line is really long and you need something to kill time, but then it accidentally gets rung up so you go ahead and read it. The back cover described it as “oddly gripping”, and the premise looked intriguing enough for me to actually buy the book on purpose: a wife delves into what really caused her husband’s plane to crash, only to find out...he was leading a double life!! In England!!! How could a book about loss, betrayal, and really big secrets fail to entertain? Unfortunately, none of the characters was even marginally appealing, and overall the story was just bleak and boring. There was even a contrived "love" story that, weirdly, made the story even grimmer.