This book had a decent kernel of an idea, but the modern day segments were so thoroughly terrible it ruined the rest of the book. Caroline as a character was someone that left me absolutely cold, and her inner monologue is full of her reminding herself of things she already knows, (and that we the audience have already seen) which makes scenes drag. She's a former literature major who goes on about how much she loves the classics but had never heard of Brighton, which is peculiar to say the least. Also her husband was the quickest I've ever hated a character before he even showed up on the page.