Лиана Мориарти - Nine Perfect Strangers

He looked now at his granddaughter. He thought he could see something of Masha in the shape of her eyes. He held the baby with one arm and extracted his phone from his pocket with the other, and snapped a photo of her exquisite, sleeping face.

He wouldn’t give up. One day Masha would answer. One day she would weaken, or find the strength, and she would answer.

He knew her better than anyone.

One day she would.

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Reader, she didn’t marry him, but he moved to Sydney for her and they lived together, and Tony was there beside her during the resurgence of her career, when Frances’s first foray into “romantic suspense” turned out to be a surprise hit. (A surprise to everyone except Jo, who called her up the day after she delivered the revised manuscript and said, in a very un-grandmotherly tone, “You fucking nailed it.”)

Frances was also a surprise hit with Tony’s grandchildren in Holland, who called her “Grandma Frances,” and Tony credited Frances with the family’s decision to move back to Sydney, which was entirely unwarranted, as his son Will had gotten a transfer, nothing to do with her. But she was besotted with his grandkids—her grandkids—and all of her friends said that was just so typical of Frances, to skip the hard yards and go straight to the good part, where you got to love them and spoil them and hand them back.

But they forgave her.

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Of course, not everyone gets a happy ending or even the chance of one. Life doesn’t work like that. Case in point: Helen Ihnat, the reviewer of Frances’s novel What the Heart Wants , lost her entire life savings in a mortifying, high-profile cryptocurrency scam and lived in a state of quite profound unhappiness for the rest of her days.

But as she despised neatly tied-up happy endings, she was fine with that.

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Oh, reader, of course she married him eventually. You’ve met her. She waited until her sixtieth birthday. She wore turquoise. She had eleven bridesmaids, none of whom was under the age of forty-five, thirteen flower girls, and one page boy, a toddler just learning to walk, who clutched a Matchbox car in each of his tiny fists. His name was Zach.

Every chair at the reception was tied up with a giant white satin bow at the back.

It was the most beautiful, ridiculous wedding you’ve ever seen.

Acknowledgments

As always there are so many people to thank for their support with this book. Thank you to my talented editors who worked so hard to make Nine Perfect Strangers so much better in so many significant ways: Amy Einhorn, Georgia Douglas, Cate Paterson, Maxine Hitchcock, Ali Lavau, and Hilary Reynolds.

Thank you to Elina Reddy for giving so generously of her time to help me develop the character of Masha. Elina is not only a wonderful artist but has the ability to paint such vivid pictures with her words. Maria (Masha) Dmitrichenko was the winning bidder at a Starlight Children’s Foundation charity event to have a character in one of my books named after her and I thank her for the use of her name.

Thank you to Dr. Nikki Stamp for answering my questions. She is one of only a handful of female heart surgeons in Australia and the dialogue I gave Masha’s heart surgeon came straight from her fascinating book, Can You Die of a Broken Heart?

Thank you to Kat Lukash and Praveen Naidoo for help with my Russian and my football, to Lucie Johnson for sharing health-resort stories, and to my brother-in-law Rob Ostric for the expression on his face when I asked how he would feel about driving a Lamborghini down an unpaved road. Thank you to my sister Fiona for instantly answering my texts demanding information. Thank you to my charming fellow guests at the Golden Door health resort for a lovely week where I saw the sun rise, which was very pleasing, although I feel no particular need to see it do so again.

Thank you to my agents: Faye Bender in New York, Fiona Inglis and Ben Stevenson in Sydney, Jonathan Lloyd and Kate Cooper in London, and Jerry Kalajian in L.A. Thank you to my publicists for your patience and for all that you do: Marlena Bittner in New York, Tracey Cheetham in Sydney, and Gaby Young in London. Thank you also to Conor Mintzer, Nancy Trypuc, and Katie Bowden.

Thank you to Adam for helping me create Tranquillum House, for stopping to answer strange random questions at intervals throughout the day, for waking me with coffee, for looking after me, and for always being on my side. Thank you to George and Anna for being beautiful and for helpfully pointing out the swearwords whenever you saw my manuscript open on the screen. Thank you to my mother, Diane Moriarty, for help with proofreading and for being the sort of mother who would thankfully never move to the South of France.

Writing can be a lonely job so I want to thank some of my “colleagues” in the business. Thank you to my sisters and fellow writers Jaclyn Moriarty and Nicola Moriarty, and thank you to my friends and fellow writers Dianne Blacklock, Ber Carroll, Jojo Moyes, and Marian Keyes. Thank you to the talented Caroline Lee for your wonderful narration of my audio books.

Thank you to Nicole Kidman, Per Saari, and Bruna Papandrea for their extraordinary faith in this book before they’d read a single word.

Thank you to my readers. Like Frances, I have the loveliest readers in the world and every day I’m grateful to you.

I’ve dedicated this book to my sister Kati, and to my father, Bernie Moriarty, because they have always been so strong and brave and funny in the face of adversity and because I suspect even on their bad days they could do more push-ups than Masha.

The following books were useful to me in my research: No Time to Say Goodbye: Surviving the Suicide of a Loved One by Carla Fine; Acid Test: LSD, Ecstasy, and the Power to Heal by Tom Shroder; Therapy with Substance: Psycholytic Psychotherapy in the Twenty First Century by Dr. Friederike Meckel Fischer; and The Doors of Perception by Aldous Huxley.

If you or anyone you know is suffering from depression, please call the Substance Abuse and Mental Health Services Administration (SAMHSA) at 1-800-662-4357 or the National Suicide Prevention Lifeline at 1-800-273-8255.

Recommend Nine Perfect Strangers for your next book club!

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Also by Liane Moriarty

Three Wishes

The Last Anniversary

What Alice Forgot

The Hypnotist’s Love Story

The Husband’s Secret

Big Little Lies

Truly Madly Guilty

About the Author

Liane Moriarty is the author of the #1 New York Times bestsellers Big Little Lies, The Husband’s Secret, and Truly Madly Guilty, the New York Times bestsellers What Alice Forgot and The Last Anniversary, and The Hypnotist’s Love Story and Three Wishes. She lives in Sydney, Australia, with her husband and two children.

Visit her online at lianemoriarty.com, or sign up for email updates here.

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