TUESDAY POTPOURRI: “IN HER WAKE”

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Welcome to another Tuesday celebrating bookish events, First Chapter/Intros, hosted by Bibliophile by the Sea; and Teaser Tuesdays hosted by Books & a Beat.

Today’s feature, In Her Wake, by Amanda Jennings, is a gripping psychological thriller that questions the nature of family – and reminds us that sometimes the most shocking crimes are committed closest to home.

 

 

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Intro: (Prologue)

I dreamt vividly the night she died.  I’ve had this dream before.  In it I am running.  Always running.  My heart thumps in my ears.  My breath comes in short, painful gasps.  It is dark and cold and the trees reach out to grab at me, as if they are alive, as if they are trying to capture me with their long, twiggy fingers.  Their roots are thick and hidden and I trip repeatedly.  I think my feet must hurt.  I look down to see that I am wearing only one slipper.

When did I lose the other?

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Teaser:  My heart beats faster as I take in their faces with excited fascination.  I remember how it felt to grow up without grandparents, imagining what it must be like to have kindly old people to shower you with presents and unconditional hugs. (44%).

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Synopsis:  “A perfect life … until she discovered it wasn’t her own”

A tragic family event reveals devastating news that rips apart Bella’s comfortable existence. Embarking on a personal journey to uncover the truth, she faces a series of traumatic discoveries that take her to the ruggedly beautiful Cornish coast, where hidden truths, past betrayals and a 25-year-old mystery threaten not just her identity, but also her life…

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What do you think?  Are you drawn in?  Would you keep reading?

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29 thoughts on “TUESDAY POTPOURRI: “IN HER WAKE”

    1. Oh, yes, I would hate to have dreams like this very often! As it is, my dreams are often strange and reflect a mix of experiences and what I’ve been watching on TV. LOL.

      Thanks for stopping by, Nise, and enjoy your week.

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