from the author of the acclaimed promise not to tell comes a chilling and mesmerizing tale of shattered innocence, guilt, and ultimate redemption.
dear jennifer mcmahon,
i don't have much to say. your novel was entertaining and a solid read. it's like jodi picoult meets tana french's in the woods. yet, i didn't become obsessed with your story the way i do jodi's. she's my guilty pleasure reading. i think maybe because your mystery wasn't as strong, it felt a little forced. when the "bad guy" is revealed i kind of went, huh. didn't see that coming. and not because you'd given so many great, and possible, red herrings. it just felt like a stretch. lizzy, peter, tock, and rhonda have a great, and creepy story. i got a lot from them. not so much from ernie. she felts like a random victim and the motivation for her kidnapping wasn't as good as it could have been. i also didn't really care about her, or finding her. she was just a meaningless name. a girl on the milk carton. but i will say that you are good with the twists. oh! and your warped inclusion of fairy tales and childhood stories, like peter pan was pretty awesome.
you shall remain on my list of authors to keep around. perhaps some of your other books deliver the "who donnit?" better. i have faith in you.
a lone reader