Just Excellent! A fast paced, uniquely imagined story. An original point of view that is curious and intense and I found I just wanted to keep reading. I'm sorry it's ended. Imagine being in a horrible auto accident-- or was it -- and in a coma for months, unable to communicate anything to anyone...
Good book...good, not great. I certainly felt for Marcy in her grief and guilt. I realize grief and guilt can make you do/believe/see crazy things but I felt it a bit far-fetched for her to feel like she'd seen her daughter alive and well in Ireland, when she hails from Canada. Then again, like ...
Meine Erwartungen an dieses Buch waren von Anfang an relativ hoch, weil ich bis jetzt nur sehr Gutes über die Autorin gehört habe. Dieses war mein erstes Buch, das ich von ihr gelesen habe.Leider hat es mir gar nicht gefallen. Das ganze Buch war so langweilig und ich habe zwischenzeitlich wirklic...
I was looking forward to this book coming out, having read some of Fielding's novels and enjoying most of them. With that said, this book was clearly not up to her usual standards. The characters were flat, and there was no protagonist to root for because these characters in this book were flawed...
Either my taste in books has become more discriminating or Fielding has become a sloppier writer, because I did not like this book at all, even though I have enjoyed Joy Fielding books in the past. Everything in this book was unrealistic from the main premise to the contrived ending. The only thi...
Fielding's earlier novels were much better but I still enjoy reading her because I know there will be something unexpected at the end and she didn't disappoint in that department.The idea of a wife and her two friends abandoning a birthday weekend that they had planned in order to drive the husba...
محكوم به نيستي دومين اثر از خانوم جوي فلدينگ بود كه من خوندم اولين كتابي كه خوندم ((بوسه خداحافظي با مادر ))نام داشت كه اون كتاب هم درباره مشكلات زنان ومادراني بود كه بر اثر جدايي واختلاف فرزندانش رو ازشون جدا ميكنند واحساسات وافسردگي دوري از فرزنداونا رو دچار مشكلات روحي ورواني خاصي ميكنه ..اما ...
In diesem Buch werden parallel zwei Stories erzählt. Die eine handelt von Lynn, Sozialarbeiterin und kürzlich verlassene Mutter mit zwei Kindern. Eines Abends ruft sie ein Mann an, sie müssen sich mal unterhalten. Über ihre jeweiligen Ex-Ehepartner, die nun zusammen sind. Lynn ist nicht wirklich ...
Bonnie Wheeler is married to Rod Wheeler; they have a daughter, Amanda, and Rod has two children with his previous wife, Joan. Bonnie enjoys her life until the day Joan calls to ask Bonnie to meet her. She wants to give Bonnie information indicating that her life and Amanda's life are in danger. ...
This was such a mess with you head kind of book! Donna has lived in an mentally abusive relationship for six years. It starts out all roses and ends up with her doubting every move she makes. She has brought two children into the world the first out of love; the second out of rape by her husband....
Weird.The Dead End is a psychological mystery thriller.I found this book at a sidewalk sale for 25 cents. The back cover:The phone rang. She picked it up and a chilling voice said: “You’ve been a bad girl. I’m going to take down your panties and spank you…And them I’m going to kill you….”What ...
Terry Painter enjoys her quiet life in tranquil Delray, Florida, where the single, forty-year-old nurse lives alone in the house she inherited from her mother. When young, vibrant Alison Simms rents the cottage on her property, the two women strike up a fast friendship -- and Terry is swept into ...
In Joy Fieldings Thriller „Heartstopper“ wird ein kleines Dorf in Florida von einem unbekannten Killer heimgesucht, der auf brutale Art und Weise willkürlich Frauen und Mädchen tötet und zwar mit einer Kugel in den Kopf.Im Mittelpunkt des Romans steht Mrs. Sandy Crosby, die Englischlehrerin der H...
I picked this book up on a whim from our "shared" book shelf in the break room at my work. I had never read Joy Fielding but had heard of her so figured I would give it a go thinking it would be a fun, easy chick lit kind of fast read about good friends. I like these kind of books every now and t...
The New York Times and internationally bestselling author is at her heart-skipping best with her latest mesmerizing triumph . . . Charley’s Web.Charley Web is a beautiful single mother who writes a successful and controversial column for the Palm Beach Post. She’s spent years building an emotiona...
Amanda says when she can find her voice. Spenser takes a step back, clearly frightened by Amanda’s tone. “What’s the matter?” Hayley asks, sensing a shift in the air, looking warily toward Ben. “Spenser,” Ben says. “Why don’t you go with your sister.” This is an obvious directive and not a reques...
Tom wondered aloud, following Suzy’s car across the Venetian Causeway, suspended high over picturesque Biscayne Bay, into mainland Miami. Once across, the cars slowed to a virtual standstill at the intersection of Biscayne Boulevard and Northeast Fourteenth Street. “Shit. What now?” Where was eve...
Certainly the clues were all around me. The pieces of the puzzle that is my older child were all there. I had only to arrange them in their correct positions. Or would there always have been one or two pieces missing? And would finding them have done any good? When Sara went out that night, suppo...
Brad asked, breaking over an hour of silence. “We’re about to drive by the Carpet Capital of North America.” Jamie looked aimlessly toward the side of the highway, her still-swollen eyes eventually focusing on the sign announcing the exit for Dalton, population 21,800. THE CARPET CAPITAL OF NORTH...
She pushed herself away from her pillow, holding her breath, watching as the familiar photo of her daughter enlarged to fill the entire TV screen. Cindy lunged toward it, straining to hear the announcer’s voice, but the words failed to register. She reached for the remote control to raise the vol...
Can I come in?” “Can I stop you?” Caroline overheard the exchange from the doorway of her bedroom. She’d been on her way to apologize to Michelle yet again—how many of their conversations over the years had consisted of futile attempts to explain and atone?—when she heard the sound of footsteps i...
a man said. The man’s voice was low and as cold as the metal of the gun pressing against Kathy’s skin. Despite the cold metal, beads of sweat broke out across Kathy’s forehead. Her legs went weak, and her hands started to shake. She stared at the floor, afraid she was going to faint. “Who are you...
She froze, looking back to see him standing at the top of the stairs, her pink cotton bathrobe draped carelessly across his shoulders and tied haphazardly around his waist, his legs and feet bare. He’d been sleeping so soundly, she hadn’t wanted to disturb him. Or at least that’s what she’d told ...
James asked as the three friends made their way along the steep, forested ridges of Prospect Mountain. Val stopped on a large flat rock overlooking the valley, adjusting the wide-brimmed Tilley hat she’d purchased at the hotel gift shop earlier that morning. “I’d probably say something like ‘The ...
Jess yelled. “Are you crazy?” The young black man behind the high white counter remained calm, his face impassive. He was obviously used to such outbursts. “The bill is carefully itemized. If you’d care to take another look. …” “I’ve looked. I still don’t understand what could possibly have cost ...
She is wearing gray sweatpants, a rumpled gray T-shirt, and lime-green Crocs. Her face is devoid of makeup, and her hair is pulled into a loose ponytail at the base of her neck. “What’s happening?” she asks, heading straight for the bedroom and grabbing my binoculars off the floor where I dropped...
Dr. Ein asked.What? Did you say something?“This is a pretty big step we’re taking.”What are you talking about? What big step?Casey felt herself slipping back and forth between the cracks of consciousness and sleep. She’d been dreaming about Janine, the years they’d spent rooming together at colle...
“Can you hold just a minute, Roy? I’m sorry. I won’t be a second.” Mattie wondered why she hadn’t chosen to ignore the signal, as she often did when talking to important clients. She already had voice mail to take messages. What did she need with call-waiting? Except that Kim had been so adamant ...