The Woman at Number 19 by J.A. Baker : a nail-biting psychological thriller
English | 2019 | Mystery/Thriller | ePUB | 1.2 Mb
The Woman at Number : Esther lost her husband, Julian, and her children, Harriet and Dexter, in a car accident and is struggling with her grief.
Spurred on by her own loneliness and a need to make amends for not being able to save her own children, Esther takes it upon herself to watch the woman who lives at number 19.
But when unexplainable incidents begin to happen in Esther’s house, she begins to fear for her safety.
Meanwhile, over at number 19, the woman’s behaviour is becoming more explosive and unpredictable.
As Esther starts to lose her grip on reality, her world begins to unravel.
Just who is this strange woman at number 19?
And why is Esther so obsessed with her?
“‘Won’t be long,’ I reply as I head back through to the living room, the china cups rattling against the metal tray with every step I take.
I place it down on the side table and hand Amy her cup. She takes it and puts it on the floor next to her feet. I offer her the plate of biscuits and see her hesitate before picking one up and biting into it.
‘I shouldn’t really,’ she says with a slight giggle. ‘I’ll never get into that wedding dress at this rate.’ Tiny specks fly from her mouth and land on her lap as she munches her way through the thick crumbly biscuit, a smattering of cocoa-coloured scraps, incongruous against her tight pale trousers.
‘You don’t need to lose any weight,’ I murmur softly, staring at her flat stomach and skinny arms. ‘If you get any thinner, you’ll disappear altogether.’
She shakes her head and licks the crumbs off her fingers. ‘I’ve got another half a stone to go, Esther, and I’ll never get there if you keep feeding me delicious chocolate cookies, you naughty woman.’
I laugh and shake the plate at her, insisting she have another one. ‘Go on,’ I say, my voice chirpy and reminiscent of my younger self, the person I used to be when I was carefree and happy, the person I was before life cut me down. “