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Highlights
- My grip on the steering wheel tightens, my knuckles turning white as I navigate each dangerous curve of the dark Irish road.
- Author(s): Caroline Mitchell
- 286 Pages
- Fiction + Literature Genres, Thrillers
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About the Book
A fatal car crash with only one witness--but is she telling the truth? On a winding cliff edge on the wild Irish coast, two cars collide. In one is Maura Claffey's niece, Finn, and her baby daughter. In the other, Kathryn with her own newborn--and her own secrets. Both women survive, but one of the girls does not. In the aftermath, bruised and heavily medicated, both women struggle to come to terms with what happened that day. Recovering at Maura's home, Finn's confused thoughts continually return to her recently deceased mother, who left Ireland under mysterious circumstances, but Maura won't be drawn into revealing anything. Meanwhile Kathryn, certain that she's being lied to about the crash, goes in dogged pursuit of the truth. Only Maura has the answer. Only she was watching that day e won't let anyone get in the way of what she wants..."--Book Synopsis
My grip on the steering wheel tightens, my knuckles turning white as I navigate each dangerous curve of the dark Irish road. The cliff edge looms ahead and my baby's cries suddenly pierces the silence, sharp and relentless. I reach back to her, taking my eye off the road for just a moment. There is a terrifying crash of tearing metal before everything goes black.
I'm so looking forward to meeting Aunt Maura, my mother's twin sister who lives on the rugged west coast of Ireland. With my own mother dying so suddenly, and my sweet baby daughter arriving, I need family around me. But instead of arriving at Maura's house safe and sound, I wake up in hospital, badly injured. Then I remember the crash. Where is my baby?
Maura hands my little girl to me, and I hold her tight. I look closely at my baby's precious face and something has changed, but Maura reassures me I just need time to recover. I'm so grateful to Maura for looking after us, but am I losing my mind? Have I made a terrible mistake coming here?
And every day, I'm remembering a little more about the night of the accident. I remember Maura's face, even though my aunt swears she wasn't there. Why is Maura lying to me, what's wrong with my baby?
What really happened that night?
Praise for Caroline Mitchell:
'The tension built up and up . . . I devoured every page.' --Mel Sherratt
'Fast-paced, twisty, and chilled me to the bone . . . I loved every minute of it!' --Robert Bryndza
'The very definition of a page-turner.' --John Marrs
'For me, this book had everything . . . there was nothing more I could have asked for.' --Angela Marsons