You have successfully signed up for your selected newsletter s - please keep an eye on your mailbox, we're movin' in! With the international bestseller Little Face, Sophie Hannah established herself as a striking new voice in psychological suspense. This is one of those books that both excels past its genre and stays firmly in it. Was I into it or not? Last year, a work trip Sally had planned was canceled at the last minute. One father named Mark Bretherick is crying on the news. Sounds confusing, and it can be at times, but it's well-paced and surprising. The Wrong Mother, a riveting exploration of a mother's unspeakable betrayal, confirms her reputation as a master of the form. The premise held such promise - I was really excited to read it.
Understandably, she has to try to find out what is going on. After their brief affair, the two planned to never meet again. This is one of those afternoon movies to watch while you're off work sick. Then there's the fact that the victims themselves became less and less likable the more you learned about them - although I never bought the perfect happy family portrayal of the Bretherick family. And why do the British go on having children if they don't seem to like them very much? Add to that a dysfunctional police force and felt like I was reading a soap opera mystery. I would recommend it to mystery readers.
I'm not sure if the author has children, but based on this book, I hope she doesn't and never does. The Wrong Mother was a bit more complex and better written. I found the first two-thirds pretty compelling, trying to figure out exactly what happened with Geraldine and her daughter, her daughter's friend, and what's happening with Sally. This author definitely knows how to bring a wow factor and twist a mystery because I didn't figure it out. Firstly, there's Kaylene's sister, Samantha Bond.
As the revelations tumble forth, the tension is screwed ever tighter until the final shocking outcome. Readers either loved it or they hated it. And why the whole little story line about the cops? I especially liked that Hannah was brave enough to allow one of her characters to express the dirty little secret of mothering small children - that it's hard, back breaking, frequently enraging work; that mothering is thankless and brutal; and that small children are often tyrannical in their power over us as parents. Do we need to hear every blow-by-blow description of a working mother's afternoon? If the writer and director had added a couple of extra scenes with the kids it would have made the story a little more believable and relatable. I've read books by British authors before, but consistently felt lost in Hannah's use of U. It certainly wasn't as good as the previous 2 in the series.
Desperate for a break from juggling her job and a young family, Sally didn't tell her husband that the trip had fallen through. But few can write a good book through to a good conclusion. Kind of Cruel is the latest page-turner in Hannah's Zailer and Waterhouse mystery series, and will enthrall Hannahs ever-growing readership. As the revelations tumble forth, the tension is screwed ever tighter until the final shocking outcome. And why t I started out really enjoying this book. The news story names the same man she spent time with and the details regarding his wife and daughter fit everything he told her, but… the photo is not that of the man with whom she spent that errant week.
But the ending, well, I had a lot of problems with that. Sophie Hannahs third psychological suspense novel combines page-turning narrative with an incisive exploration of the ways in which individuals, as well as families, can fall apart. Detesto a los inspectores protagonistas, en especial a Charlie. There were too many moving parts, and it really seemed a stretch to me. But when shes arrested for a brutal murder two hours later, those four words are the key to clearing her name if only she could remember where shed seen them.
But the photograph on the news is not the man Sally knew. It could probably have been done in two pages. Ahhhhhhhhhhhh, que alegría haberte conocido Sophie Hannah, y yo que creía que solo Gillian Flynn tocaría mi corazón de esa manera tan macabra que sabe hacer. I also found the whole Simon and Charlie situation to be rather annoying. It seems like they would have looked for him when they found his wife and daughter dead.
It took me a little while to get a feel for the author's writing style and one of the lead characters voices so much so that until I was about a third of the way in I teetering on the edge of concluding was I going to continue or put this down. This was one complicated story. She feels trapped by them, suffocated by their needs and although husband Nick helps out, he's not so hot with the details or the planning. But the trouble with this is that they don't fire Vanessa. The men are almost all selfish idiots or brutes, the women all narcissistic whiners with infanticidal tendencies except for the one who desperately loves a man who only loves her when she spurns him. The ending was utterly disappointing. To view it, I liked the style, alternating between Sally's first person perspective, the diary, and the third-person narration from the police.