I still loathed the characters in this book. Maybe the third time was the charm? Or maybe this book gave me just enough hope that all was not as it seemed that I actually wanted to know how it ended? Who knows. Since I didn’t finish the other two, I don’t know how similar they really are and whether my comparison is fair, so don’t take my word for any of that. Anyway, I tried both Gone Girl and The Girl on the Train and gave up quickly. That’s exactly the point, but when I don’t like toxic people in my real life, why would I invite them into my reading life? That space is sacred. Gone Girl, The Girl on the Train and on and on and on. Do we have a genre name for them yet? You know the ones. So, I have a problem with these “Girl” or “Woman” books that have been everywhere the past several years. Parrish is a fresh, juicy, and utterly addictive thriller from a diabolically imaginative talent.
With shocking turns and dark secrets that will keep you guessing until the very end, The Last Mrs.
But a skeleton from her past may undermine everything that Amber has worked towards, and if it is discovered, her well-laid plan may fall to pieces. Before long, Amber is Daphne’s closest confidante, traveling to Europe with the Parrishes and their lovely young daughters, and growing closer to Jackson. Amber uses Daphne’s compassion and caring to insinuate herself into the family’s life-the first step in a meticulous scheme to undermine her. To everyone in the exclusive town of Bishops Harbor, Connecticut, Daphne-a socialite and philanthropist-and her real-estate mogul husband, Jackson, are a couple straight out of a fairy tale.Īmber’s envy could eat her alive. She deserves more-a life of money and power like the one blond-haired, blue-eyed goddess Daphne Parrish takes for granted. She’s tired of being a nobody: a plain, invisible woman who blends into the background.
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