TRUST NO ONE
“I have lost control over everything, even the places in my head.”
This is good advice to anyone who dares to board this train of thought in this very particular journey to the minds of three women that you may think that they are quite different, but...
...or maybe they are...
...remember about trust no one?...
...well maybe you should not trust me neither...
No, I’m kidding! I’m your friendly reviewer, surely you can trust me...
Okay, enough misleading fun... for the moment...
"Something bad happened."
Are you ready for a faster-paced, creepier “Gone Girl?”
This is one unsettling little thriller and the best bit about it is that no one can be trusted, including the three female narrators who share the storytelling of this book. I read this entire novel in four days and I now need to find the words to convince you to go get your hands on it. RIGHT NOW.
Between an alcoholic, a liar, and a cheat, who can you trust? These are the three women at the center of this book: Rachel, Anna and Megan.
Have you ever sat on the train, glanced at the people around you or out of the window, and made up stories about them? Maybe you've even gone so far as to invent names for these people and imagine their perfect or not-so-perfect lives.
Rachel is that girl on the train who takes her mind off her own life by imagining the lives of others. Specifically the lives of "Jess and Jason" who live at the house outside her train window when the train stops at the same red signal every morning. But then one morning, things are not as they are supposed to be and Rachel sees something that completely shatters the "Jess and Jason" image which exists in her head.
Now she is pulled into their lives. Unsure exactly what she knows but certain she cannot rest until she finds out.
This book is just full of secrets. Everyone has them. It's about all the little mysteries that exist just outside of what we see on the surface. What goes on behind closed doors? How much can you ever really know a person? What horrors exist in that black spot of your memory from Saturday night?
It was fascinating, gripping, and oh so creepy.
Paula Hawkins didn’t put anything random on the book, everything is according to the plan, even the dates (that honestly, aren’t easy to keep in mind), but even those dates signify different kind of railway engines. One side of the story can be told as a paused steam locomotive and another side is a bullet train.
I loved this book. Hawkins has been added to the small group of thriller authors on my "must buy" list.
Until the next chapter,
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