I looked forward to reading this book for months; the idea of a woman sitting down next to a stranger on a train and spilling every nefarious secret they’re hiding in their hearts and having it come back to bite them just sounded deliciously twisted to me.

It was- that part did not disappoint in the least and, in the end, I can say that everything made sense BUT there were a few chapters with perspective switches that left me scratching my head but largely Selena is the focus of this story and the mess that results when she spills her rather serious secrets to a stranger during a train stalling out on the tracks. The two swap sordid tales and then life begins to twist and turn in a way that suggests that Martha . . . from the train is not as much a stranger as she let Selena believe.

For a story that wasn’t relatable (hallelu because wow if I could relate to this on some kind of personal level I would, to quote Tim Roth in ‘4 Rooms’, have problems, plural) it certainly was engaging and satisfying in the realism of how Selena dealt with the inevitable fallout of telling a stranger with terrible intentions things better left unsaid.

Fans of Mary Higgins Clark will enjoy the hell out Lisa Unger.