I’m not sure why McFadden continues to make her female protagonist ditzy oblivious damsels in awe of any man nearby. Can someone be independent without relying on a guy for comfort and well-being? I wonder how much of these books are the author projecting.

The premise does pose an interesting question: what is acceptable when you want to remain with a partner who is incapable or disinterested in intimacy? Do you leave for your own selfish reasons, or do you stay and find a compromise? But what would the compromise be if it involves another person, or is it “technically” not cheating if your partner refuses to ever again be touched?

Regardless, this would not be the case for the characters here because she was a caretaker for his wife. Regardless of if he was lonely or not, he’s married, and the wife is in the next room. How much more indecent can you be? Where are the morals?

The side plot with Freddy was unnecessary and only served one purpose, which was near the conclusion. Otherwise, he was an insignificant flat character.

I thought I figured out the plot but it turns out that the author knew the reader would “think” that was the twist. She did get me in that regard. Very clever.

The epilogue could have been cut out. It was almost like she had no idea what to do with Irena and Maggie. I get that it is to tie things back to the beginning, but it felt rushed and inconcise.

As usual, great writing and overall presentation with a few misgivings. I’m still on the Freida train but hoping some of the themes change.

The Wife Upstairs by Freida McFadden