Thursday, 30 August 2018

Book tour: 11 missed calls - Elisabeth Carpenter






 




Here are two things I know about my mother:

1. She had dark hair, like mine.

2. She wasn’t very happy at the end.

Anna has always believed that her mother, Debbie, died 30 years ago on the night she disappeared.

But when her father gets a strange note, she realises that she’s never been told the full story of what happened that night on the cliff.

Confused and upset, Anna turns to her husband Jack – but when she finds a love letter from another woman in his wallet, she realises there’s no-one left to help her, least of all her family.

And then a body is found…

https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/36589589-11-missed-calls?from_search=true




  
My opinion.
The chapters of this book alternate between past and present, Debbie's story and Anna's. Eventhough there's a 30 year time gap between those two, at times they almost blur into one. Both women have this cloud of mistrust and suspicion hanging over their lives. They doubt their friends and family, but mostly they start doubting themselves. And neither can turn to their husband for help, support or understanding.
I struggled reading this first part of the story. It was chaotic and confusing, because both had more questions than answers and as I reader you know even less. Every time you thought you'd picked up on a clue, the story went into a different direction still.
Until the story accelerates and the puzzle pieces keep falling into place. All the different clues and everyone's actions find their place into the bigger story. It's nothing like I expected it to be, but once the truth began to unravel, I couldn't stop reading. Dark and chaotic, '11 missed calls' is both intriguing and addictive.










Friday, 3 August 2018

Book tour: The New Girl - Ingrid Alexandra - EXTRACT

 

You’ve only just met.
But she already knows you so well.
When Rachel moves into the spare room in Mary’s flat, everyone is quick to jump to the conclusion that there’s something strange about her. Everyone apart from Mary.

And when Rachel starts sleepwalking, everyone’s fears grow. But there’s something about the new girl that Mary can’t help but trust, and having recently escaped a toxic relationship, she needs the support.

Rachel becomes a friend and an ally, and Mary soon discovers that they have more in common than she ever could have imagined.

In fact, Rachel seems to know more about Mary than she knows about herself…



EXTRACT

I sigh with relief, but my heart is still racing and my
mouth is dry. I swing my legs over the side of the bed
and tiptoe out the door. The clock on the microwave reads
03:30 as I creep through the fragrant summer darkness into
the kitchen. I could wait until my vision adjusts, but I’m
dying for water, so I slide my hand along the hallway wall
until my fingertips find the switch. Fluorescent lights blink
to life and it’s a moment before I can see.
Rachel stands in front of me.
With a shout I stumble backwards, the small of my back
slamming into the countertop. ‘Ow. Sorry, I . . . I didn’t
think anyone . . .’ I stop. There’s something funny about
the way Rachel’s standing. And her expression. She’s
hunched over the counter, both hands fl at on its surface,
staring into what would have been darkness before I turned
on the light. ‘Rachel?’
She remains silent, staring ahead. A strange chill creeps
through me.
‘Rachel? It’s just me, Mary.’
She cocks her head, those golden-hazel eyes meeting
mine, but they’re blank. Unseeing.
I take a step backwards. Then something changes. I can’t
explain it. It’s like there was a film over Rachel’s eyes, and
now it’s peeling back and they’re clear again. She’s looking,
not through me, but at me.
‘Hey.’ She smiles, blinks. She stares down at her hands,
still pressed flat to the counter, and pulls them away as
though she’s been burned. She puts them behind her back.