The Day Henry Died by Lynda Renham

CB092EEF-5B1C-49CF-9714-4E9AB4E4CB82 This is a quirky little book with an odd plot, a bit of the supernatural theme going on here.  Henry wakes up and sees his wife isn’t in bed, gets up to have his coffee and read the paper.  Then he sees the newspaper date is weeks in advance – how can that be?  Right when he is wondering if he slept for almost two weeks he spies his obituary.

Is Henry dead?  He doesn’t think so.  He gets on the bus and speaks to people, salutations to the driver and passengers but doesn’t get a reply.  He arrives at his office and his desk is bare of his personal items.  No one speaks to him.  They don’t see him so….I’m guessing as the reader that he is indeed, dead.

Then a curious thing happens; Rita the sample person at the grocery mart speaks to him.  Says she hasn’t seen him for a few days.  That part kinda reminded me of the scene in movie Passengers when Chris Pratt sees the bartender polishing glasses.  He skids to a stop and rushes over to speak.  Ok, it’s not an identical scenario but you can imagine Henry’s surprise when someone finally sees him and speaks.

The reason Rita can see him is revealed near the end.  It’s a cool book and perfect for a light read during this seemingly unending lockdown.  Bring me more books, please.

Much thanks to Sandy at Sandy’s Book a Day for reviewing this book and calling it to my attention.

Lynda Renham is a British author living in Oxford. I liked her blog about everyday life and read how she’s coping with the pandemic like the rest of us. Read about her HERE.

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