I Let You Go: The Richard & Judy Bestseller

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Practicality before style,” she had laughed, throwing the shoes into her locker and pulling on the boots. To say that Part Two of the book is like a rollercoaster ride doesn’t do Mackintosh’s writing justice. It's all muddled at the start,then we get to about the halfway point and there's a "big twist"or revelation and the book is switching between the past and present to eventually uncover the mystery. My hands are shaking and I put down my untouched tea before I drop it, but I clatter the china against the glass tabletop.

If you are a fan of astute psychological thrillers and appreciate a good injection of realistic police procedural work, then this book would be the ideal choice. Clare Mackintosh is the multi-award-winning author of New York Times bestseller I LET YOU GO, and Sunday Times bestsellers I SEE YOU, LET ME LIE, AFTER THE END, HOSTAGE, THE LAST PARTY and A GAME OF LIES. Please don’t publish the contents of this page online, or share it with anyone unless you absolutely know they have finished the book. My vision blurs and I can’t read the words, but I don’t need to—I’ve seen a version of this article in every paper I’ve passed today. Clare is the patron of the Silver Star Society, an Oxford-based charity which supports the work carried out in the John Radcliffe Hospital's Silver Star unit, providing special care for mothers with medical complications during pregnancy.Unable to resist, I open the box and pick up the uppermost photo: a Polaroid taken by a soft-spoken midwife on the day he was born.

I Let You Go follows Jenna Gray as she moves to a ramshackle cottage on the remote Welsh coast, trying to escape the memory of the car accident that plays again and again in her mind and desperate to heal from the loss of her child and the rest of her painful past. His coping mechanism relied on focusing on the investigation—on the hard evidence before them—and not dwelling too deeply on the emotions of the people involved. From the chilling and tragic opening, to the very last page, I literally couldn't read fast enough . I enjoyed the novel written through the different characters POV and the different time frames keeps the interest piqued.

Feeling lost she finds her way to a small Welsh community where she attempts to pick up the pieces and start anew.

To be fair, the writing is great, it's the story and charcters that dragged the book's rating down for me. The quotes from devastated teachers; the notes on flowers by the side of the road; the inquest—opened and then adjourned.

As a year stretched out, the crime remained unsolved and it seemed as if each of them may be successful. Stevens is drawn to the younger Kate, his partner because she's someone he can talk to easily and knows the score around the office.

They walk as quickly as five-year-old legs will allow, her free hand holding his bag, which bangs against her knees. The little details in the first half of the book that might seem tedious as you’re first reading them become hugely important in the book’s second half. From the reaction on Brian’s face, it was clear this was the last thing he wanted to do, but he stood up and left the room with Kate, no doubt to moan to her about CID pulling rank.Other than that, I was impressed with this debut thriller, which lures you in with a heart wrenching situation, quietly and slowly, but despite the low key pacing, the mystery deepens as you go along, becoming more curious and puzzling, and the last quarter of the book was absolutely riveting with one huge, shocking gut punch you will not see coming, which also comes with a few aftershocks. They are lit by the headlights of the car that hit him, as as she looks up at the unseen driver and screams for help, the car reverses, and the beams of light shrink until they are left in darkness. The wooden floor is stained from the lumps of clay that drop from my wheel, firmly placed in the center of the room, where I can move around it and stand back to view my work with a critical eye. Until now he had simply taken the pragmatic approach of not leaning on the left side, but while he was at lunch someone had scrawled “Defective” in black marker pen across the back of it.