It’s been a while since I’ve read a Mary Higgins Clark book. Probably because I’ve read everything she’s written and she doesn’t seem to write as fast as I can read her novels. π
While I enjoyed reading the story at the time, it was forgettable since I’m having trouble recalling the story even as I write this up.
There are a number of intertwined characters and story lines to follow, though nothing too complicated. The mysterious factors are just engaging enough to keep turning the pages, but not really enough to keep from putting the book down to do something else. I found some of the connections to be a little too convenient and my suspicious mind wanted more depth and complexity with the main protagonist’s love story.
So as to not give any of the story away, in case anyone plans on reading this, I’ll just say it was worth the read while traveling, but not really that fulfilling in terms of a thrilling mystery novel.
