When Geniver Loxley
lost her daughter at birth eight years ago, her world stopped… and never
fully started again. Mothers with strollers still make her flinch; her
love of writing has turned into a half-hearted teaching career; and she
and her husband, Art, have slipped into the kind of rut that seems
inescapable.
But then a stranger shows up on their doorstep, telling Gen the very thing she’s always wanted to hear: that her daughter Beth was not stillborn, but was taken away as a healthy infant and is still out there, somewhere, waiting to be found. It’s insane, unbelievable. But why would anyone make that up? A fissure suddenly opens up in Gen’s carefully reconstructed life, letting in a flood of unanswerable questions. Where is Beth now? Why is Art so reluctant to get involved? To save his wife from further hurt? Or is it something more sinister? And who can she trust to help her?
Ignoring the warnings of her husband and friends, Gen begins to delve into the dark corners of her past, hopeful she’ll find a clue to her daughter’s whereabouts. But hope quickly turns into fear and paranoia, as she realizes that finding the answers might open the door to something even worse than not knowing. A truth that could steal everything she holds close – even her own life.
But then a stranger shows up on their doorstep, telling Gen the very thing she’s always wanted to hear: that her daughter Beth was not stillborn, but was taken away as a healthy infant and is still out there, somewhere, waiting to be found. It’s insane, unbelievable. But why would anyone make that up? A fissure suddenly opens up in Gen’s carefully reconstructed life, letting in a flood of unanswerable questions. Where is Beth now? Why is Art so reluctant to get involved? To save his wife from further hurt? Or is it something more sinister? And who can she trust to help her?
Ignoring the warnings of her husband and friends, Gen begins to delve into the dark corners of her past, hopeful she’ll find a clue to her daughter’s whereabouts. But hope quickly turns into fear and paranoia, as she realizes that finding the answers might open the door to something even worse than not knowing. A truth that could steal everything she holds close – even her own life.
When
I first received this book I had no idea what it was about; there
wasn’t a description or summary of the story so I was starting this book
“blind.” I started reading this book at 9:00 at night and didn’t put it
down until 3:00 the next morning and even then I had a hard time
putting this book down. I was able to finish this book within 2 days and
I reread it again before I decided to write my review just because I really liked this book that much.
I really felt the emotions the mother in this story felt; especially the pain and terror. I’m surprised that I have
never read any of the authors other books; she is a wonderful writer
and she knows how to draw the reader into the story quickly and she
makes the reader want to come back for more. I think anyone would love
reading this book regardless of what their favorite genre is. I really think mothers would love this book the most, however. I give this author and this book an “A+.”
*I received a copy of this book in exchange for an honest review. Tiffany
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