Just finished reading The Husband's Secret, by Liane Moriarty, author of What Alice Forgot. A friend of mine preferred What Alice Forgot, and even quipped that "We could all use a little amnesia in our lives." I loved both books, though. What I loved most, is the connecting theme between the two of them that "falling in love" is an adolescent concept. New love is cheap and easy, but loving somebody after you've raised a family together, hurt each other, pleased each other, bored each other, surprised each other, shared secrets, bills, and a bathroom, that is real love.