Date: November 7, 2024
Author: Alice Feeney
Genre: psychological thriller, domestic thriller, mystery
Wow! I literally read this within a 24-hour time period. The twist at the end almost made me start over at page one to read through this entirely different perspective. Much like viewing the story through a newly tilted angle of a kaleidoscope. But I resisted and trudged on. I swear, Mz. Feeney just kept twisting that kaleidoscope.
Try to wrap your head around what this could look like… A husband, who has prosopagnosia, face blindness, (apparently people that suffer this defect cannot recognize other people’s faces; not even those they are closest too) and wife win a weekend getaway in the deep country, only to be greeted upon arrival with a severe winter storm that snows them in. Looking around the converted chapel turned house, they start to realize the reason they have been brought there isn’t for a happy holiday, after all. The question begs to be asked: How well does the main character really know his own spouse?
Before closing up I wanted to share this quote from page 255, ‘The only good thing about losing everything, is the freedom that comes from having nothing left to lose.’