Read this forgettable mystery thriller for my book club. It’s . . . serviceable and not particularly stupid. The gist is that a woman suddenly turns up and claims to be a young girl that was abducted twenty-odd years ago. But is she hiding a secret, does she know more than she’s telling, is she who she claims to be, insert intriguing mystery-thriller question here. Lippman gets praise for her characterizations being better than average and I’d agree with that; the mother of the kidnapped girls in particular is really well-written and the book handled all the jumping back and forth in time well. But the story didn’t really have much energy and, well, no spoilers, I suppose, but the solution to the mystery was . . . the single most obvious solution available, which was a bummer. It’s not that long of a book, but I was getting a bit bored with it by the time it was over. It’s not awful or anything, but I just wouldn’t recommend wasting your time on it. Recommended against. 2 stars.
tl;dr – solid characterization can’t save this sporadically interesting, mostly listless mystery thriller from its fate: distinctly average. 2 stars.