Book : The Divorce Party A Novel - Dave, Laura

-Titulo Original : The Divorce Party A Novel

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Penguin Books

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Sizzle Factor: SPF 50. A secret marriage, lies about affairs . . . even sex on the day of the divorce party (USA Today) a novel by the author of the #1 New York Times Bestseller and Reeses Book Club Pick, The Last Thing He Told MeSet in Hamptons high society, The Divorce Party features two women-one newly engaged and one at the end of her marriage-trying to answer the same question: when should you fight to save a relationship, and when should you let go? An insightful and funny multi-generational story, this deeply moving novel is sure to touch anyone whose heart has weathered an unexpected storm. Review A revealing, honest portrait of how love binds us together-and drives us apart. -Kate Jacobs, author of The Friday Night Knitting Club Events unfold over the course of a day, but the lessons learned have their roots in a lifetime. -Elle Incredibly deft, utterly satisfying . . . I love every character. A triumph of a first novel! -Melissa Bank, author of The Girls Guide to Hunting and Fishing Elegant, accessible prose and compelling portraits of relationships. - Cosmopolitan About the Author Laura Dave is the national and international bestselling author of several critically acclaimed novels including The Last Thing He Told Me and Eight Hundred Grapes. Her work has been published in eighteen countries and five of her novels, including The Last Thing He Told Me, have been optioned for film and television. She resides in Santa Monica, California. Excerpt. © Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved. Montauk, New York, 1938It is bizarre, of course, that this was the summer that everyone was trying to fly somewhere. Howard Hughes around the world in ninety- one hours, the luxurious Yankee Clipper boat off the water and into the air, Douglas “Wrong Way” Corrigan from New York to Los Angeles-he wound up in Ireland. It was also the summer after Superman first appeared in Action Comics and instant coffee got popular, and the last full summer before the worst war. But they’d talk about the flights first. They’d say, how odd, for everyone to have spent so much time staring up at the sky, and to still not see it coming: a hurricane so punishing that it would destroy America’s eastern seaboard, biting off the farthest tip of eastern Long Island, biting off a town called Montauk, and leaving it detached from the world, an island, alone, in the middle of the ocean.It was September, only the last vestiges of summer remaining,when the hurricane hit. No one on Long Island knew thata storm was coming that afternoon. That the army would haveto come in to resurrect the land that had once connectedMontauk to the rest of Long Island. That it would take twoweeks before the waters receded low enough at Napeague to letthrough emergency traffic. That Montauk residents would losealmost everything.In the end, there were only a few exceptions. Near MontaukPoint, there were seven houses tucked so tightly to the bluffsthat the wind and the rain and the water couldn’t pull themdown. Seven sister houses built by the same architecture firm in1879, lived in each summer since by the same seven Manhattanfamilies. Their steely gates and strong foundations completelyintact. Their fireplaces and oak doors and stained- glass windowsmarking them, homes like trophies, on top of the end ofthe world.The one at the farthest eastern tip was called HuntingtonHall-Hunt Hall by anyone who’d actually visited. It was theonly house of the seven still occupied that late in September.And occupying it was Champ Nathaniel Huntington.Champ was thirty- three years old, and far too handsome,and a little too tall, and the only son of Bradley Huntington, themost successful publishing mogul in North America.When the hurricane hit, Champ Huntington was having sex.Lights on. Curtains drawn. Angry, late- afternoon sex. Annawas bent over the side of the bed, Champ behind her, his handcupping her throat.They had been out