Getting Away With Murder
Cut along the dashed lines and pass the cards around the table.
The couple adores their brownstone. What's one room, corner, or chair, past or present, that has felt most like home to you, and what made it feel that way?
Where were you (couch, bed, bath, commute) when you couldn't put this book down, and what did you snack on or sip while you read?
How did it feel to watch two ordinary people slowly talk themselves toward a terrible idea? Were there moments you felt uncomfortably close to understanding them?
The brownstone is almost a character in its own right. Have you ever loved a place so much that losing it felt unbearable? How did the book stir up that feeling for you?
Family and money get tangled together in this story. Without naming names, has money ever shifted the warmth between you and someone you love, and did the book bring any of that back?
Which moments made you want to reach into the pages and give a character a hug, or a firm talking-to? What was it about those moments that moved you?
By the final pages, did you feel more tenderness or more unease toward the couple? How did your heart change toward them as the story went on, without giving away where it lands?
After closing the book, did you look at your own home, your own comforts, or your own family a little differently? What did the story leave you holding onto or letting go of?