“The Husband’s Secret” exemplifies to me what I’ve always liked about Liane Moriarty. The characters are so incredibly ordinary and yet their plights are so out there that they pull you in. This book follows the lives of three separate woman, and honestly one of them was sort of unnecessary. Her primary purpose was to serve as a deus ex machina to orchestrate climactic scenes. The same character’s ending was the exact opposite of what I wanted for her, but I won’t waste much time ranting about that. Instead, I’ll focus on how well done the stories of the other two main characters were. The tale of a lost child and a mother’s grief was moving. The story of a married couple grappling with the realization that they aren’t exactly the people they thought they were was interesting and realistic. The climax to this story made me gasp aloud, because there was a very real emotional investment in this story. I particularly enjoyed the overarching theme of mistakes and consequences; of choosing which mistakes define us and whether they should blemish an otherwise perfectly reasonable life. The epilogue in particular was amazing. I enjoyed it immensely.