Be Careful What You Wish For
Lives unravel as disaster hits, leaving one question… Who will die next?
When Fee Thomas meets two fellow mothers as they all wait for their children in a theatre coffee bar, it soon becomes clear that they have one particular thing in common: their unhappy marriages. One by one they abandon their husbands, and take their small children to live a dream life together.
As their husbands struggle to cope with domesticity and child care, they deal with adversity in their individual ways, and our sympathies vacillate between them and their wives. Paul, Fee’s husband, is angry and aggrieved. Reluctantly he takes the advice of a colleague and begins counselling sessions with Max Rutherford, a specialist in marriage breakdown and anger management. Gradually Paul begins to heal, but his peace of mind is hard fought and not without its pitfalls.
Despite promises to each other that they will wait, the women begin to seek furtive relationships with men, but disastrous events begin to strike them and their children. Relationships are tested and adjusted again and again. Is there something sinister going on and if so, who is responsible? Is there something sinister going on and if so, who is responsible?
Sue Nicholls lives in rural Buckinghamshire with her husband, younger daughter and a large, smelly Labradollie called Milo. Sue had a happy childhood, marred only by several changes of school as her family moved around the UK. From a very early age she was an avid consumer of books. She was a fluent reader before she went to school and would read to her small friends when they came to play. Her first novel, Be Careful What You Wish For, is published by Mardibooks.
‘I’m amazed I’ve been able to achieve this,’ she says. ‘I’ve enjoyed every writing moment and have already started work on the sequel to Be Careful What You Wish For.’
“This book is dedicated to my long suffering family, who endured late laundry, burnt dinners and missed appointments in sacrifice to my writing.”
I’d like to thank my Mendes da Costa family: my brother Simon, father Reg and mother Meg, for reading, patiently and carefully, and providing valuable feedback, and my sister Sara, for being so kind, and empathising with my occasional frustrations. Huge gratitude goes to my friend Emma Burton, who read the book twice. Jan Moran Neil got me started on my writing labour. Sue Benwell, Amanda Hatter and Angela Taplin kept me going. My husband, Dave Nicholls gave me space, and listened to my various convoluted plot ideas, and last but by no means least, thank you sincerely Belinda Hunt of Mardibooks, for having faith in my writing, putting up with my acerbic emails and teaching me so much.