Truly Madly Guilty, Moriarty’s newest, has probably the least shock value as her others. I do not mean there is no shock value, just not as much as usual.
It all starts with a barbeque. A simple, summer pleasure that happens all over the world every day. Friends get together, someone cooks, someone brings drinks, and the children run around and play. As the day wears on, friends are still eating, friends are still drinking, children still run around and play. As night approaches, the food is all gone, the friends are still drinking. And the children still run around and play. But they are getting a bit bored; a bit tired of each other. And they know the adults aren’t paying attention to them. So they can play anything or play anywhere they want. Because no one is watching them.
Just like her other novels, Moriarty never lets the reader know what is happening until you slap your forehead and say, “of course!” She never lets you know who is to blame. She never lets you know what his/her reasons are for behaving the way they do. Or even, what his/her motives are.
And her readers love it!