Once again I am seriously late (over two weeks after publication) with this review. I came home from my year in China last month and have been a combination of busy and lazy since. It took me over a month to finish this gem. Apologies to the publisher!
I received this ARC from Ballantine Books in exchange for an honest review.
GPS, satellites. People could watch things from the sky, or from the objects small enough to fit in a pocket. Their possessions. Their children. Themselves.
Sandy leads an idyllic life; gorgeous new home on a beautiful piece of land, a career as a therapist, dutiful and hardworking husband and intelligent and pretty daughter. At first glance there is little worthy of a second glance. This all changes when two strangers are blown in with a snowstorm. These men are dangerous, posing a threat to the very carefully crafted life Sandy has built for herself. Can she outsmart the men on the run? Does she want to?
Therapists didn’t use physical means to encourage people. They had other techniques.
I really enjoyed this one. It was very slow at first but after the first 20% or so I was drawn in. I pored over it on a flight, highlighting interesting sentences and pondering Milchman’s writing style. I don’t often read suspense and I’m even less often unaware of what’s happening as late as I was with this one. I definitely plan to go back and read her previous novels. I took something away from this one, sometimes what’s buried is more dangerous than we think.
The knowledge, putrid and buried for so long, was somehow liberating. It was like the moment you finally allowed yourself to be sick, then lay back afterward, panting and sweaty and emptied.