Paul Starr, Ireland’s leading cardiologist dies in a car crash with a pregnant young women by his side.
United in their grief and the love of one man, four women are thrown together in an attempt to come to terms with life after Paul. They soon realise they never really knew him at all.
The love they shared for Paul in his life and which incensed a feeling of mistrust and dislike for each other, in his death turns into the very thing that bonds them and their children to each other, forever.
As they begin to form unlikely friendships, Paul’s death proves to be the catalyst that enables them to become the people they always wanted to be.
I don’t know how many times Ms Hogan has fallen in love, but in this debut novel she encapsulates Grace and Pauls connection beautifully.
Meeting each other at Grace’s art exhibition, they embark in an affair that results in marriage and a baby. When Paul dies however, we find out just what kind of man he really is.
In his life, Paul has many women. He is a charismatic and likable man. But he is also a bigamist.
With wives and lovers coming together, My Husbands Wives is a compelling read. It is as much heart-breaking as it is soul-searching. The friendships that these women forge, is I think a testament to Pauls charm. They really do form an amazing sisterhood with each other.
This is a good tale, genuinely realistic and enormously enjoyable.