The reader is presented with various perspectives on the book’s central crime: a hit and run accident where a young boy is killed, and the driver never stops to help. While listening to this audiobook - during hikes, soaking in the pool, on car rides to the beach with Paul in the car. Jenna’s husband’s voice does not make an entry in later in the novel but Mackintosh does this for strategic plot reasons. The words burst from him without a break, mixed up and back to front in the excitement of this new world into which he is growing.

I LET YOU GO all begins with an inexcusable crime that leads to an investigative division (with a story of its own) on the hunt. Investigator Ray Stevens and his team work hard to seek justice for a mother who is living every parent's worst nightmare.Some might find a bit of a hate/love with Jenna I think, for me, I reserved judgement on her until the end of the book. Even she can’t say for sure it was there ( ‘The sea washes over the writing I’m now not certain I saw at all. Wow, I read 2 of Clare Mackintosh's books before reading this, her first one, and although I expected a twist, this one completely floored me. The characters in the book I thought were excellent, I felt I could relate to each of them as if I was there with them, in the story, including the peripheral characters as well. I made ten women, each with their own distinctive curves, their own bumps and scars and imperfections.

They have a fight on the cliff tops and "unfortunately" Ian slips and falls off the cliffs and down the 200ft drop into the sea. I had wanted to produce something real, something as far from perfection as it was possible to get, and yet for it still to be beautiful.

If you’ve read and liked Paula Hawkins’ ‘The Girl on the Train,’ which was excellent, you’ll like this too. It's a book to offer hope when you feel as though there's none to be had; a book to give to a friend when you don't know what to say. I want to fix an image of him in my head, but all I can see when I close my eyes is his body, still and lifeless in my arms. His coping mechanism relied on focusing on the investigation—on the hard evidence before them—and not dwelling too deeply on the emotions of the people involved.

On my bedside cabinet is the brass alarm clock Eve gave me when I went to university—“Because you’ll never get to lectures, otherwise”— and I’m shocked to see it’s ten thirty already. Clare Mackintosh's inside knowledge of police work illuminates this gripping - and moving - psychological thriller. I found myself not totally engrossed until I reached "Part two", but once I hit that I couldn't put this down! The wooden floor is stained from the lumps of clay that drop from my wheel, firmly placed in the center of the room, where I can move around it and stand back to view my work with a critical eye.He never stops moving; full of energy from the second he wakes until the moment his head hits the pillow. This book instantly became one my all-time favorite psychological thrillers—a must-read for readers of all genres. Detective Inspector Ray Stevens stood next to the window and contemplated his office chair, on which an arm had been broken for at least a year. On a rainy afternoon, a mother’s life is shattered as her son slips from her grip and runs into the street . As a thank you, when you sign up, I'll also send you my personal reading list: fifty books I loved, that you might love too.