

He’s controlling, jealous, angry, and admits he only started the affair with her to find out more about Henry for a potential novel. Even as the story moves forward with the private investigator, I found myself wondering why Sarah fell in love with Maurice at all. The first few chapters are confusing and twisting, as he goes around and around inside his head. However, for the first half of the novel, I found myself wondering why I’d liked it so much. I had a rough recollection of the outline, and that I’d really enjoyed it. My thoughts on The End of the Affairīecause I’d read The End of the Affair many years ago, I knew where the story was going. Her vow, her passion for Maurice, draws her slowly and unwillingly to faith. In her deep love for Maurice, she finds herself pursued by a God who loves her even more. Yet the atheist’s very hatred of God proves to Sarah that God exists. She begins to see an atheist, hoping to prove that if God doesn’t exist, then neither does the vow she made to him. In beautiful yet agonizing prose, Sarah recounts her reasons for breaking off her affair and her struggles to stay away from Maurice, the love of her life.

The diary starts just after the end of the affair. When the private detective gets his hands on Sarah’s journal, Maurice reads it eagerly. He hires the private detective that Henry found and sets out to discover why Sarah broke off their affair-and if she’s having another. Then Henry approaches Maurice, asking for advice because he suspects Sarah has had an affair, and Maurice takes matters into his own hands.

A chance meeting with her husband, Henry, only reignites his jealousy of Sarah and hatred of Henry. Despite the two years that have passed, Maurice Bendrix is still mad at Sarah for breaking off their affair. This post contains affiliate links as an Amazon associate, I earn from qualifying purchases. Finally, my husband tracked down a copy for me at another library and I began to read. I dropped by my library, but the book was already out. When I got back, I went to pick up The End of the Affair, only to realize that the seven-volume Graham Greene collection my husband found didn’t include it.

I was away hiking the West Coast Trail during the first part of September. The pearl Kenyan review by John steinbeck.
