Well-written psycho thriller with an eminently guessable twist aided by weak characterisation.
Claire Allan’s second psychological thriller is as much standard women’s fiction as any kind of twisty thrill ride and whilst undoubtedly well-written and reasonably engaging there will be few shocks in store for the majority of readers. In fact the villain of the piece and the first twist is eminently guessable well before the halfway mark largely due to the hammed up characterisation of one of the main players in the story. The story itself explores the lengths that a mother will go to for her child and the desperate things people do in the pursuit of motherhood.
Seven and a half months pregnant senior staff hospice nurse, Eliana (Eli) Hughes, is having a less than pleasant experience with her first child. Suffering with hyperemesis she is beleagured by severa nausea, starting to resent the whole pregnancy experience and taking out her anger and frustration on husband, Martin. Ten years after they met the couple live in a dream home on the outskirts of Derry designed by architect Martin and Eli has never had cause to previously question her marriage and is more concerned with bonding with her unborn child. The last thing she expects is to receive an anonymous note implying that Martin has been cheating, but with his frequent business trips, her paranoia and missing her fiercely protective sixty-two-year-old mother, Angela, who is lives some three hours commute away in Belfast it sets her thinking and worrying.
After vowing to ignore the note it becomes impossible when she discovers it is just the first in a series with the person behind it determined to send the message home and drive a wedge between the happy couple. With the messages implicating her work colleague as Martin’s other woman and violently invading her home, Eli is forced to confront her fears. Setting in motion a cycle of stress, anxiety and poor concentration on top of the physical effects of her hyperemesis it leads to an error of judgement at work and the start of her enforced maternity leave. Nevertheless her supportive and overbearing single mother, Angela, is determined to protect her child and as the distance between Martin and Eli grows and Eli contemplates how her marriage and career have been thrown into jeopardy within a matter of weeks she descends into turmoil.
In a second narrative strand Louise knows she deserves to be a mother and after a string of miscarriages and a still birth she is determined to make her dream come true. Watching, waiting and using religion to justify the drastic action she is planning to take the psychological damage that her grief has engendered is obvious, Three women narrate the story all told in the first-person with Eliana and mentally unstable grieving mother, Louise, planning to become a mother, even if it means stealing another woman’s child. The second half of the story gives Eliana’s mother, Angela, a voice and allows the reader to form a clearer sense of what’s going on behind the supportive facade that she shows her daughter. It is at this juncture that the shocking twist in store becomes undeniably obvious and does a fair job of making the sucker punch into the close less revelatory and a gasp out loud moment that it might otherwise be.
Disappointingly the reader never gets to hear from husband, Martin, and together with his bland characterisation he never really emerges into a meaningful part of the story. Excluding the early parts set in the hospice where Eliana works, the story pretty much exclusively focuses on Eliana and her mother, Angela, making poor old Martin, the father of the unborn baby feel like a big part player. Whilst Eliana is lacking in personality, mother Angela could well have been to acting school although I doubt she’d win any awards. The story does touch upon sensitive issues such as miscarriages, still births and grief but also the difficulties of bonding with an unborn child especially in the case of a difficult pregnancy such as Eliana’s and it is much more a story of the ways in which a mothers love, and the loss of a baby, can compel them to act.
A very readable story with a consistent pace, however stronger characterisation and a bigger cast would have made for a more compelling read. Having said that tension builds into the denouement and the expressive writing is far superior to many of the current crop of psychological/women’s fiction novels. I doubt it will rock the world of any hardcore psychological thriller fans but Apple of My Eye is decent enough to garner three stars from me.