Author: Gina Holmes
Title: Dry as Rain
Publisher: Tyndale Fiction

Eric Yoshida knew he’d blown it when he woke up next to a woman who was decidedly not his wife. How had it come to this? Sure, Kyra (his wife of twenty years) had been the one who insisted on a separation, but he still loved her. So what was he doing here? And what’s he going to do now?

Before he has a chance to figure it out, Eric learns that Kyra has been in an accident and has lost part of her memory. That would be the part where she and Eric started having problems, she accused him of adultery, and kicked him out of the house. It’s a chance to start over with a clean slate.

Or is it?

“Forgive and forget” is one thing—but forgetting without forgiving is a different matter altogether. As Eric muses, “If God himself directly tells you not to do something, do you really think you’ll get away with doing it anyway?”

It’s an interesting beginning to Eric and Kyra’s story but unfortunately the rest of the book shifts into a slow slog through page after page of “will he or won’t he tell” before Kyra’s memory returns and makes his deception moot. Shakespeare managed to pull off that long season of indecision thing, but at least in Hamlet there were swordfights and the occasional murder to liven things up. Here we only have the internal politics of the luxury car lot where Eric works and an occasional cameo from Kyra’s mentally-unbalanced sister to break the monologue.

Marnie, the sister in question, is a high-fashion bundle of neuroses living a jet-set lifestyle—at least when she’s not camped out on Kyra’s sofa, sure that some irrational disaster is imminent at her place. She’s unreliable, to say the least, so Eric must take her into account when plotting his emotional wheeling and dealing. Of course, if he’d just man up and do the right thing, that wouldn’t be a problem, would it?

Eric’s best buddy, Larry, is single again thanks to his own wife’s affair, so he views Eric’s actions through the eyes of the cheated-upon. Despite that, he’s a good friend to Eric: taking him in, taking him out (to eat, when Eric’s depression seems to be getting the best of him), offering advice and just being there. Eric and Kyra’s mostly-grown son, Benji, ups the ante on the relationship issues, too. He’s a nice boy with issues of his own.

It’s not a bad book, just not as engaging as I expected—which could be a fault of the reviewer, not the story. Other readers might perhaps find Eric more sympathetic. To be fair, he’s not a bad guy, just an average Joe who sacrificed to provide a better life for his family only to end up sacrificing his family life.

In any romance the ending is all-important and this one is chick-flick perfect—a little unrealistic, maybe, but who reads romances in search of realism? All’s well that ends well, Shakespeare said, and at least Dry as Rain wrestles with worthy topics between the opening act and the final curtain.