A couple of months ago, I read and reviewed Liane Moriarty’s The Husband’s Secret. I really enjoyed it and promptly put a bunch of her books on hold on my e-reader. I believe this was closer to the summer and I forgot about it, until two of them came off hold at the same time. It’s actually good this happened because even though I absolutely love reading, I go on tears where I can’t do anything else and then I stop altogether. This forced me to pick up reading again, so that I didn’t have to wait for them again.
Moriarty’s Three Wishes was first to pop up under my account and I was excited to get started. The book starts off with a moment ahead of most of the action, introducing a group of triplets who get into an explosive argument. We don’t learn which of the triplets do or say what in this first instance as the purpose of the novel is to learn as we go along.
The triplets all have different personalities that grow deeper as we read further. It’s always interesting to see different dynamics between siblings in stories, but it’s an entirely new level when there are triplets. Twins, I would guess, pop up more in books because that’s also an intriguing, slightly mysterious dynamic that makes for interesting story lines. While the sisters are close, they also have their differences, which I think is relatable. Going back and forth between the three perspectives moved things along and helped allow me to like all of them. The side characters also made for interesting plot points and I wish we got to know them, or what they did for the story, a little more so I could dive in deeper.
Moriarty is a great storyteller and kept me captivated throughout, but I was able to guess the major story lines way ahead of them actually happening, so I wasn’t all that surprised. Of course, I won’t reveal them and they were still interesting, but the way they were tied together, they were predictable. I give her credit though because I still wanted to keep reading and enjoyed the book.
If you read my Tuesday rave reviews regularly, then you know I have a volatile relationship with endings. My favorite ending of any book, movie, tv show, musical, etc. was from the film, Gran Torino with Clint Eastwood. This is actually surprising to myself because that is not my typical movies and I only went because it was family night. I expected to be bored, but I sat on the edge of the seat enjoying every moment. The ending, which I won’t talk about because I think you should see it, absolutely gutted me. I don’t know of I was extra emotional at the time, but that ending really affected and satisfied me on a profound level that hasn’t been reached before. Odd, I know. We have already heard of the worst ending possible for me in the novel In The Woods that I threw across the room. I don’t need anything tied up in a neat little bow, in fact, I prefer that it’s not, but I do expect some sort of resolution rather than simply, eh.
Three Wishes was neutral on my spectrum of endings. It was not explosive in either regard, I didn’t hate it or love it. I also wasn’t sad it was over even though I enjoyed it. I’m excited to read the next book of hers on my queue, What Alice Forgot because Julianne Moore stars in the film version and she’s always great in whatever she does.
Christmas time is actually a great time to catch up on reading because there are relaxing moments in between all the fun (at least how I celebrate).