The Day Henry Died by @lyndarenham #Bookreview

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What they say: Suppose you wake up one morning to find yourself dead. You can see yourself clearly in the mirror, and feel the same as you did the day before. But today is the day of your funeral. What do you do?

This was Henry’s dilemma. Henry decides he can’t possibly be dead, so he sets out to prove he is alive. Then, he discovers that Rita, a product demonstrator at the supermarket, can see him.

Even with the help of Rita, proving you’re not dead was harder than Henry imagined, but when Henry discovered that he was murdered, the question was why and by whom?

The review: Another author I feature regularly on this blog- the brilliant Lynda Renham. I’ll admit I was a bit wary of this to start with, in the midst of Covid, I wasn’t so excited about reading about someone being dead but oh how wrong I was! This is the story of Henry, who wakes and goes about his daily routine, surprised to read about his death notice in the paper!

The story follows Henry who is sure he isnt dead, and then the lovely Rita, someone who has had life bash her about a bit, with a terrifying religious fanatic for a father (be warned there were one or two tough scenes here), and a louse of a landlord (another tough scene here) for a so called something close to a boyfriend. I loved Rita’s role in this, as a confidant, friend and possible love interest to Henry, who was thinking only of letting his wife know he was not actually dead.

With warmth and black humour aplenty, I devoured this book and enjoyed it from start to a mind blowing, stunning finish. Thanks so much to the author for the book in return for an honest review and make sure to check out her back catalogue for a great range of books.

Rating:5/5

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