Gina never asked about the garage.
Books like this are my guilty pleasure. While some watch reality TV shows, I indulge in a good ol’ mystery thriller. I can’t help it! I love being right and wrong about whodunnit.
And with Stillhouse Lake, I was wrong…
In the beginning, I thought I had it all figured out. I had 2 prime suspects and thought for sure I was going to be right. When 1 of my suspects was cleared, the other started looking real good. When it was finally clear who the real bad guy was, it was too late! Luckily for me, I’m not Gina and was discovering the identity of the killer from the comfort of my home.
I dreamed about this book. I imagined “What if that happened to me? What if the man I loved, the father of my children, my best friend was actually a cold-blooded killer?” It would destroy me and Gina/Gwen had to face these questions head on. She did EVERYTHING she could to protect her children.
I love these kids. I love them so much it steals my breath and squeezes me flat, and at the same time, it makes me feel weightless and exalted.
In the end, I didn’t see what was coming. It reminded me of Agatha Christie novels where just when you think the story is done and you have finally reached the end of the road, the road turns sharply and leads back up hill. It was wonderfully written to distract me from who the real killer was, which is why I got it wrong twice. The last 20% of this book went by so quickly, it was almost sad. I was turning pages (well clicking the page turn on my Kindle) like a crazy woman, taking full advantage of naptime in my house.
Then, it was over. Finished. Done. The END! NO!
She sounded unhinged, like one of those clueless people on the news who always made her feel both pity and contempt.
The ending provided me with just enough resolution to be satisfied while still setting up the sequel. I NEED MORE! But, I have to wait (insert hysterical crying here). Even though I’m neck-deep in a never-ending TBR (I think I will always be drowning in an endless list of books I want to read), I immediately went on the search for the sequel… which isn’t released yet! This was what I needed to read right now, a well-written and life distracting novel about a serial killer and the family he destroyed.
Killman Creek (got to love the dreary names) is scheduled to come out December 12, 2017. So, sadly I have to wait until then to find out what happens next.
Excuse me while I go lick my literary wounds.