Rachel Watson rides the train every morning and every evening from her home to London. The train journey is frequently halted by the usual shit that plagues train travel in England and most days it stops along the back fence of a suburban line of houses. Rachel sees into the back of people homes and conjures up a story of the perfect couple Jason and Jess. She is accompanied by alcohol on her evening trips home a somewhat mundane activity you might think until you get further and further into the story and we find out about Rachel's reliance on it.
The premise of this story is so simple and I thought there was no way it would have maintained my interest. I was wrong. Every time you think it is going to slow down Hawkins drops a twist and you are hooked all over again.
I really cannot write any more without opening the story to you and that is unfair. Read this book because it is so engrossing, so relentless and so much better than the book you are currently reading.
5/5
