This might be the worst book of all time. I haven't actually read it but I picked it up in Borders once, attracted by the words "time travel" on the cover. I'm a big fan of science fiction and instantly gravitate towards certain words or phrases like a Pavlovian dog, eager to drool over the hyperbole filled synopsis. I found this story distressing however, as the final word in the title became apparent: "wife". I read the back of the book just to check.
So let's get this straight, it's not a story about a man who can travel through time, it's a story about his wife. Who can't. Now I'm no writer, but given the choice of writing a story about someone who's adventures span time itself, or writing about their chronologically impaired spouse, I know which one I'd choose. I imagine it's full of the hideously mundane things she gets up to to pass the time until her husband gets home, like the time he travelled back in time to ancient Greece, but all she did was go to Tesco to look at cheap DVDs.
Do yourself a favour and give this book a miss. I did, and I've never looked back since.
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I've had this book for ages but never bothered reading it. Best gift ever. From what I've been told, the time traveler picks her up as a child and grooms her untill they can get married in the future.
On closer inspection, it's actually Gary Glitter's biography reworded for legal reasons.
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