'Fiendishly addictive' GUARDIAN
Your best friend isn’t who you think she is.
You’ve been friends since university, when you became the people you are today.
You don’t see each other enough but when you do it’s as if you’ve never been apart.
She’s one of the family. You would trust her with your life, your children, your husband.
And when your daughter is rushed to hospital, you’re grateful that she’s stepping in at home, looking after things.
But your best friend isn’t who you think she is. You’re about to find out just how wrong you were.
'Deliciously dark and addictive. I defy anyone who starts it not to race through the pages until they reach the final, brilliant twist' Colette McBeth
'Utterly gripping, fast paced, and scarily believable' Lesley Pearse
'Daly writes convincingly of a warped mind, the cracks in family life and the small triggers that send events spiralling out of control' Daily Mail
'Gripping, intriguing and unputdownable. I loved it!' Katie Fforde
'Confident and well-written' Literary Review
Daly's strained sophomore effort fails to live up to her superb debut, Just What Kind of Mother Are You?. Wife, mother, and hotelier Natasha "Natty" Wainright has been friends with Eve Dalladay since university. When Natty's 14-year-old daughter, Felicity, falls ill on a school trip to France, she rushes to the girl's side, glad that Eve can help care for her family at home in England's Lake District. Ten days later, she returns to find that her husband, Sean, has fallen in love with Eve and moved with her to the Wainrights' hotel. Natty discovers that everything she believes about Eve is false; her friend survives by seducing men with money. When she rams Eve's car and Eve retaliates, Natty's own secrets are revealed in a spiral of violence that changes her family forever. Eve's unalloyed evil and Sean's extreme passivity are equally implausible. Daly's genuine gift for psychological nuance is afforded little room to shine.