The Man Who Didn’t Call

The Man Who Didn’t Call – Rosie Walsh

Man didnt callThe Man Who Didn’t Call by Rosie Walsh is a heart-wrenching love story with a dark secret at its heart, for anyone who’s waited for a phone call that didn’t come.

Imagine you meet a man, spend six glorious days together, and fall in love. And it’s mutual: you’ve never been so certain of anything. So when he leaves for a long-booked holiday and promises to call from the airport, you have no cause to doubt him.
But he doesn’t call.

Your friends tell you to forget him, but you know they’re wrong: something must have happened; there must be a reason for his silence. What do you do when you finally discover you’re right? That there is a reason — and that reason is the one thing you didn’t share with each other?

The truth.


Where to start?  I’ve been thinking about the adjectives I need to describe Rosie Walsh’s new book.

Powerful. Moving. Heart-breaking. Brilliant. Compassionate. Gripping. Stunning.

The Man Who Didn’t Call is all of these.

Sarah is English, living in LA but separated from the husband with whom she is in business. Back in her home village, she meets Eddie and they connect. Over the week of their affair, they fall deeply in love. When Eddie fails to call Sarah as promised, she is gripped by that awful behaviour we know so well. Consumed with sending more and more messages to him, while checking the phone, checking messages, just looking for any contact at all. Her heart is broken.

What follows is a tale of secrets and grief, love and compassion, with enough twists and turns to build your own nightmare roller-coaster. Rosie Walsh writes in the most compelling way. Her characters are real, regular, flawed human beings, and we get the tale from both perspectives. She covers infertility, mental health, and loss, yet the darker corners are alleviated by the understated humour that is also woven throughout. This is no heavy, sorrowful book, but a really intriguing and wonderful tale of forgiveness and redemption, and of course love.

The deeper I got into the book, the faster I tried to read.  If it becomes one of those books that people talk about and recommend for many years to come, I will not be in the least bit surprised.

Read it. You won’t regret it.

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