That's the problem with following in someone else's footsteps if you leave a bigger mark than they did they tend to get upset. Secrets are only secrets for the people who don't know them yet.

For some reason, it's stuffed full of fortune cookie wisdom, like so: Promises lose their value when broken or chipped, like dusty, forgotten antiques.

yeesh! Also, tons of clues are dropped that add to the atmosphere, but are then either ignored as coincidences or in direct opposition to the explanations provided.īut probably my biggest problem (you're saying to yourself, there's more?) is the writing style. It's called face blindness, not people blindness. Like Adam's face blindness is used to explain his inability to recognize people at all, not just their faces, even though people with this condition can still recognize others based on their clothes, voice, mannerism, and context. So no surprises for me, but that isn't necessarily a deal breaker.Ī bigger issue is that a lot of the things in here don't add up or make sense. As for the one remaining twist that didn't follow that pattern, not only had I seen it done elsewhere before, but having read Alice Feeney's other books, she has a tendency to a certain style, and it led me to realize this was where it was going pretty early on. I think my problem is that I've read a lot of domestic thrillers, and they all follow the exact same pattern, including most of the twists in this book. Oooh sounds chilling, right? So I'm all ready for the twists, and I'm flipping the page, flipping the page, and then I reach the very end. Soon enough, things start to go wrong and of course, they have no way to leave. But when they arrive at the derelict church where they'll be staying, it's not what they expect. Amelia and Adam are going through a rough patch in their marriage, so they thought a trip to a secluded location would be just what they need to mend their relationship. So my thoughts are of the book I did read, which may or may not be the same one everyone else did. I am like the only person I know who did not enjoy this, and the only plausible explanation I have is that somehow I read a different book altogether. You should probably disregard my review here. Before I start, let me include a disclaimer.

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