My friend had finished Who Did You Tell? by Lesley Kara whilst in Fiji and passed the book on to me. It’s a crime/thriller-esque book. This isn’t my go to genre and I have a bad habit of wanting to know what happens before finishing the book. I usually can guess the endings or shocking things that may happen in books and movies and it turns out not to be shocking at all. However, per my friend’s recommendation I went for it.
The book follows a woman who is combatting her demons while recovering from being an alcoholic. After rehab she’s moved into her mom’s cottage in a small beach town in England. The small town should be sleepy and boring (and it was for a while), but all the sudden things start falling into place for the main character when she meets a man (of course). He’s kind, wholesome and currently between jobs so he came to the town for the summer to help his dad renovate a house. He makes her feel that she can love again and his dad commissions her for a painting, getting her back into her lapsed career.
Everything is going great and she’s even made a friend in AA so why does she feel like someone is following her? Her thoughts are confirmed when she starts getting notes and threatening messages. She obviously doesn’t go to the police or tell her mom/boyfriend because that would be too normal.
The book is written in her point of view, but every so often there’s a quip or paragraph in a different font that looks like someone’s thoughts or portion of a journal entry. Those little sections were driving me crazy. I wanted to know who was thinking/saying these things and I couldn’t quite pin it. Those portions alone kept me reading. I was desperate to know how the book ended so I read throughout the day and finished it the same day I started. It ends a little too cleanly to be possible, but it all unfolded well.
I did like the book, but it was my natural curiosity that kept me reading on. I would recommend it to anyone that likes a little suspense.
“It’s been 192 days, seven hours and fifteen minutes since her last drink. Now Astrid is trying to turn her life around.
Having reluctantly moved back in with her mother, in a quiet seaside town away from the temptations and painful memories of her life before, Astrid is focusing on her recovery. She’s going to meetings. Confessing her misdeeds. Making amends to those she’s wronged.
But someone knows exactly what Astrid is running from. And they won’t stop until she learns that some mistakes can’t be corrected.
Some mistakes, you have to pay for…”