Loving Harry by Joan Fallon

When Carla discovers Harry’s secret she doesn’t know whether to reveal it and suffer the consequences or keep it to herself.

Loving harry

Fashion designer Carla Kane has been too busy climbing the career ladder to sustain a long-term relationship – until she meets the charming, charismatic Harry Wilkinson, and falls deeply in love for the first time.

There’s only one problem: Harry is already married to Barbara, a stay-at-home wife who’s been content until now to devote all her energies to looking after her husband and children. The close-knit Wilkinson family unit is blown apart when Harry leaves Barbara, deserting the family home to start a new life in Spain with Carla.

When Harry dies in strange circumstances, Carla doesn’t know what to tell his family.  His children want to evict her from the family home and the only weapon she has against them is the fact that she has recently discovered that, throughout their marriage, Harry and Barbara were keeping secrets from one another.

Now that Carla has discovered the truth from an unexpected source, she has to decide whether to use this knowledge to save her home, knowing the devastation it would cause, or to let the past lie.

Genre: FICTION / Romance / Contemporary

Secondary Genre: FICTION / Family Life / Marriage & Divorce

Language: English

Keywords: Jodi Picoult, Anne Tyler, Kate Mosse, Joanne Trollope, Spain, love story, family saga, mystery, Anita Brookner, Anita Shreve, Alison Weir, Geraldine Brooks

Word Count: 92586

Sales info:

222 ratings

 


Sample text:

LOVING HARRY

2010

CARLA

Carla knew something was wrong the minute she pulled into the drive; she could feel it. It was more than the usual dread that she always had when she got home. What had he done now? Would he be in a good mood, a good mood that didn’t depend on having drunk half a bottle of scotch. Only the week before he had fallen and cut his head, so drunk that he didn’t even notice the blood dripping into his eyes. Today it was different. The house was silent, no music blaring, no interminable golf commentary on the television. She called his name softly, in case he was sleeping. The lounge was just as she had left it, except that now the patio doors stood wide open, the muslin curtains billowing into the room. It was another blisteringly hot day, and at first she could see nothing untoward as she walked outside, the bright sun blinding her as it bounced off the swimming pool. ‘Harry?’ she called again. ‘Harry, I’m back.’ Then she saw him.

 

 


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Already translated. Translated by Eva Romero Lozano

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