Broken

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Broken

Normally, I don't summarize a book in my review, but I really feel like I should with this story.

So, here goes: a woman named Sadie fell in love with a man years ago, and shortly after they got married he is in an accident that leaves him unable to move or feel anything below his neck. She has been taking care of him for years now, but feels he no longer loves her. He gets really angry sometimes and says horrible things, and her life is just a motion to be performed.

She meets a man named Joe once a month at the same place on the same day, and he tells her an erotic story and says it's real. When she's alone, she pretends he is with her sometimes.

The story whirled by for the most part. I really just wish Joe's stories weren't so long and dramatic, I often found myself skipping them completely.

We get to see what Sadie goes through, and we understand her and pity her. I mean really, it wouldn't be very caring of her to leave her husband after an accident like that, right? But she's sacrificed living to take care of him for years, and he doesn't seem to care for her at all.

Need I say it was sad? Well, it was.

The ending wasn't very fulfilling for me, but I think that some would say it ended perfectly.

Overall, I'd say this is a quick read once you fast-forward through some of Joe's stories, and if the synopsis I provided in this review interests you, go for it! While I didn't love it, I will for sure remember it.


Book Blurb for Broken

This month my name is Mary

My name is different every month—Brandy, Honey, Amy…sometimes Joe doesn't even bother to ask—but he never fails to arouse me with his body, his mouth, his touch, no matter what I'm called or where he picks me up. The sex is always amazing, always leaves me itching for more in those long weeks until I see him again.

My real name is Sadie, and once a month over lunch Joe tells me about his latest conquest. But what Joe doesn't know is that, in my mind, I'm the star of every X-rated one-night stand he has revealed to me, or that I'm practically obsessed with our imaginary sex life. I know it's wrong. I know my husband wouldn't understand. But I can't stop. Not yet.


Night Owl Reviews Mar, 2013 3.50