I’m so utterly, deliciously confused. Seriously. All my little grey cells are battling to work out the twists and ending of this, and after re-reading and re-listening to the last several chapters three times now, I’m not at all convinced they’ll completely succeed.
You know what?
I DON’T CARE.
Alice Feeney is a freaking genius, and I’d gladly exhaust my brain trying to work out the twists and turns in anything she writes at this point. It blows my mind that this was her debut novel. What a gift this woman has with a turn of phrase too, like these:
“Some people are ghosts before they are dead”
“I tread carefully over a carpet of lies, trying not to disturb them”
Ugh. I love it. Back to the story:
Amber Reynolds is in a coma. She doesn’t know why - all she knows is that, while she lays there helpless, she hears different voices: her husband Paul, sister Claire, nurses, her parents, and another familiar voice, all of whom come and go at different times, and some of whom are making her afraid. Which ones can be trusted? To further complicate things, the book opens with her saying three things about herself - one of which is:
Sometimes I lie.
Whoa. Can she be trusted?
That’s what makes this such a brilliant story - Amber is the ultimate unreliable narrator, and there’s not a single additional character in the story that you feel comfortable trusting either, which kept me off-kilter from beginning to end, never finding sure footing in any of my theories. Feeney swatted them down like pesky flies, one after the other.
The book is divided into chapters as such: Amber in a coma, Amber in the days leading up to it, and her diary entries from when she was 11 or so - each time period offering puzzle pieces of what brought her to this point, but all of them keeping the picture obscured and indiscernible until it comes into full view in the final chapters.
Seriously … if you love big twists and a book that’ll make you think, this is good stuff! The narration by Stephanie Racine was even more enthralling than her work in Feeney’s Rock Paper Scissors, which I just read and enjoyed. She nailed every voice - even the male ones, and she creeped the hell out of me with her singing of the nursery rhymes. Don’t ask … just go get this on audio and find out for yourself. It’ll be worth it!
★★★★★ ❤