5/5 Crazy Train stars.

One of my co-workers who recommended this book compared it to Gone Girl. I see why. Just like in Gillian Flynn’s books, there’s not a likable character to be had. I started off annoyed by the unreliable narrator I perceived Rachel to be. I figured she’s bitter, lonely, nosy, and wants to insert herself into the lives of people she views from her train seat. She’s like a drunk, British Mrs. Kravitz.

What’s worse, she wants to believe she’s not the horrible person, she clearly is. Her excuses are pathetic, especially because she’s trying so hard to deny that she’s a miserable divorcee who’s abuse while under the influence literally drove her husband away. Problem is, she won’t go away.

Then she catches the woman who’s life she envies kissing another man. A day later, the woman goes missing. By all appearances, Rachel seems obsessed, but she knows she could help solve the disappearance of Megan if she could just remember what happened when she was black-out drunk. Unless, she did something to Megan herself???

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As the book goes on we learn that there are many, many, motives and many, many, suspects. Megan had been babysitting for Rachel’s ex-husband and wife–they live a few doors down. Then through Megan’s POV, we learn that she’s got a major problem with fidelity. She won’t face her problems, she just tries to sex them away. Megan’s husband is a jealous, suspicious man, with a history of heaping emotional abuse on her and snooping through her emails. How do we know this? Her shrink tells the cops. But unfortunately, the shrink is the man Rachel saw Megan kissing on the train. Then there’s Anna, Rachel’s ex-husband’s new wife. She’s a homewrecker herself.

It’s a great whodunit.

Highly recommend.

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