I don't know what it is with these psychological suspense novels
lately but I am reading them like candy! Her, is the story of Emma and Nina's friendship. Except they are not really friends - only Emma doesn't know that. One day in a small London neighborhood, Nina returns Emma's lost wallet and establishes an unexpected relationship with her. Nina, married with a spoiled rebellious teenage daughter, is an accomplished artist, a painter. Emma, married, just had her second child as her toddler, Christopher runs wild and throws tantrums. Emma misses the significance of working and the cash flow it provided. She is struggling with exhaustion and although she loves her children dearly, the future seems grim and lonely at home while hubby goes off to his bubbling career each morning. With no end in sight Emma latches quickly on to the little bit of positive uplifting attention Nina provides. Nina assures her, it is normal, we have all been there. As Nina soothes Emma's borderline depression she mysteriously manipulates Emma and her family. In a little bit of The Hand That Rocks the Cradle way - the reader is left completely baffled. Like watching a train wreck, I could not look away from the heightening sense of energy building, while continuing to empathize with both women in very different ways. This book was another unputdownable read and I cannot wait to find more now that I have discovered the incredibly talented Harriet Lane.
Post a Comment