Sisters. Strangers. Survivors.
More than twenty years ago, Claire and Lydia’s teenaged sister Julia vanished without a trace. The two women have not spoken since, and now their lives could not be more different. Claire is the glamorous trophy wife of an Atlanta millionaire. Lydia, a single mother, dates an ex-con and struggles to make ends meet. But neither has recovered from the horror and heartbreak of their shared loss—a devastating wound that’s cruelly ripped open when Claire’s husband is killed.
The disappearance of a teenage girl and the murder of a middle-aged man, almost a quarter-century apart: what could connect them? Forming a wary truce, the surviving sisters look to the past to find the truth, unearthing the secrets that destroyed their family all those years ago . . . and uncovering the possibility of redemption, and revenge, where they least expect it.
A book has never made me cry, gasp, and tremble but this one did. And just the thought of its brilliance shakes my souls from its core, my souls flickers like fire in the wind, grappling for words like the fire does for air. Karin Slaughter has left me with scars and bruises, my heart is sore and forever changed.
Karin Slaughter is either an expert in the human condition or has an uncanny ability to enter other people’s experiences and experience them herself. The characters in this book are real. There isn’t a hint of any character development methods being used, it’s as if the characters formed naturally. They remember things like we do, they think like we do, the feel like we do and they act like we do. They are as much victims of their humanity as we are. This makes for prose that is potent, vivid and convincing. There isn’t a trace of technique, because it so polished and flows so naturally that you’d have to think experiences, thoughts and feelings were poured straight onto the pages.
The storytelling isn’t so formulaic and predictable, something which I felt some of her earlier works had suffered. Again, the process and her methodology has left the pages without a trace. Making for a plot that is logical but not predictable, life-like instead of following a formula and, just like life, filled surprises. You would think this would make for a sloppy thriller/suspense novel but it doesn’t. It is a perfect thriller, the kind that would make a very memorable, generation-defining film.
What I find most striking is how much Karin Slaughters writing has improved from Blindsighted. It is shocking. She has officially reached godly standards, in my opinion. She is definitely worth the worship and praise she gets.
You think you know pain? You think you have felt betrayal, loss and grief? You think you know all about broken family dynamics and parenthood? No, you don’t. Not until you have read this book.
I can already see this book making it on my list of the ten best books I read this year list (yeah, that is going to be a thing).
Karin Slaughter has achieved, in this novel, what many authors would gnaw their skulls to attain.
Thanks for reading
As tradition, on this blog, I will leave you with lyrics that may or may not have anything to do with today’s post:
“Take my hand
I’ll pray for you today
I bed to see another day
Don’t let me die today, die today.” Crown the Empire ‘Voices’