I pull on yesterday’s clothes and go into the garden without stop- ping to make a coffee, even though my mouth is so dry it’s an effort to swallow.

Ray had taken to phoning Mags instead on the rare occasion when he was going to be on time, which seemed a much more practical approach to the long hours the job demanded of him. We feel the reverberations of this tragedy, and watch as our story’s characters struggle to carry its weight. Both Clare's second and third novels, I See You and Let Me Lie, were number one Sunday Times bestsellers. I LET YOU GO all begins with an inexcusable crime that leads to an investigative division (with a story of its own) on the hunt.The last quarter or so of the novel had me flicking through the pages as fast as I could go, as I wanted to see how it all panned out. She was outspoken, he knew that much, not too nervous to put her point across at team meetings, and she learned fast. Upon a visit to a local village, she stumbles across a moving bin bag containing two puppies, unfortunately, one has died. Waiting for a break in the traffic they duck across the busy road, and she tightens her grip on the small hand inside the soft woolen glove, so he has to run to keep up.

I also wrote the emotional rollercoaster, After the End: a family drama about an impossible choice that threatens to tear a couple apart. I press the heels of my palms into my temples as though I can make the images subside through brute force alone, but still they come, thick and fast, as if without them I might forget. A columnist for Cotswold Life and Writing Magazine, she is the founder of Chipping Norton Literary Festival. He never stops moving; full of energy from the second he wakes until the moment his head hits the pillow.I was lead to believe in part 1, that Jenna was Jacob's heartbroken mother, who could not live with what had happened to her baby.

But the car doesn't stop—it drives off into the night, leaving the mother to watch her son die in her arms.I was on the point of giving up when a twist was revealed which turned the novel into a page Turner. The one downside is that it is hard to say much of anything at all about the plot, so I will refer you back to the book synopsis/blurb to get the setup. Ian took what was going so well and brought everything back into the muddy world of those books I mentioned earlier. The wooden shelves are all empty, my desk swept clear of work, and the tiny figurines on the window ledge are unrecognizable, crushed into shards that glisten in the sunlight.

Jenna’s world imploded on the day of the accident and she takes herself off to fictional Penfach on the Gower Peninsula where she tries to rebuild her life. Jenna moves from the busy hustle and bustle of city life as an artist in Bristol to live in a remote area of Wales. Ray and Kate have been investigating something which they found in Jenna's purse whilst she was in custody. I do believe this was one of if not THE biggest twist I have ever come across in my fictional reading. The floor lies unseen beneath a carpet of broken clay; rounded halves of pots ending abruptly in angry jagged peaks.They reach the quiet street where home lies just around the corner, its seductive warmth a welcome thought. It turns out following an art exhibition of Jenna's art Ian, once again, becomes jealous of who Jenna is talking too. I enjoyed the novel written through the different characters POV and the different time frames keeps the interest piqued.