What if the nightmares are actually memories?
It’s been a year since Poppy’s husband, Jack, was brutally murdered during his morning run through Manhattan’s Riverside Park. In the immediate aftermath, Poppy spiraled into an oblivion of grief, disappearing for several days only to turn up ragged and confused wearing a tight red dress she didn’t recognize. What happened to Poppy during those lost days? And more importantly, what happened to Jack?
The case was never solved, and Poppy has finally begun to move on. But those lost days have never stopped haunting her. Poppy starts having nightmares and blackouts–there are periods of time she can’t remember, and she’s unable to tell the difference between what is real and what she’s imagining. When she begins to sense that someone is following her, Poppy is plunged into a game of cat and mouse, determined to unravel the mystery around her husband’s death. But can she handle the truth about what really happened?
I have been a huge fan of Lisa Unger for YEARS! Give me a psychological thriller with a relatable character, and I am a happy camper!
Unfortunately, this one didn’t do it for me.
For the majority of the book, I found myself confused. I was switching back and forth, checking dates and trying to organize the plot in my head. I felt like a detective myself putting a red string on a board trying to connect my theories. Is this okay? Sure. Sometimes I really like to be challenged while I read, but, honestly, sometimes I just want to escape and don’t want to have to piece things together.
Sometimes I want a straight forward thrill.
Did this put me off of Lisa Unger? Absolutely not. Her talent is clearly apparent and this woman can WEAVE a story. I will absolutely read more by her, but, this one wasn’t for me.