Books matching: murder in care home
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- #1
Twenty years after a baby is stolen from a stroller, a woman is murdered in a care home. The two crimes are somehow linked, and a good bad girl may be the key to discovering the truth. The story unfolds from the perspectives of Edith, Patience, Frankie, and Clio, who are all very different women but determined to be good people that sometimes do bad things. The characters alternately narrate the tale, and we don't know how they are all connected until the story ends, leading us through a convoluted tale with numerous secrets, lies, and intersecting lives. The novel has several POVs and past and present chapters, with a story that flows and characters that are original and interesting.
- #2
Sixteen years ago, Sylvie's sister, Persephone, never came home. Out too late with the boyfriend she was forbidden to see, Persephone was missing for three days before her body was found. Her murder remained unsolved. In the present day, Sylvie has returned home to care for her estranged mother, Annie, who is going through cancer treatment. Taking her mother to the hospital for treatment, Sylvie finds that Ben, Persephone's boyfriend is now a nurse at the hospital. Sylvie has always thought that Ben was responsible for her sister's death, but she has her own guilt about that night as well that keeps her from moving forward from this tragic past. As Sylvie starts to work around the complicated relationship with her mother, she starts to uncover secrets that still fill her old house and what really happened that night.
Sylvie, Persephone's sister, a tattoo artist in Rhode Island, returns to Spring Hill to care for her mother while undergoing chemotherapy for cancer. Absorbing and suspenseful, readers are drawn into Persephone's murder, Sylvie's secrets and past, and their mother, Annie's dysfunctional lifestyle and cancer. The story unfolds with brilliant twists and surprises, keeping the momentum fast and the characters feeling real, making it a story of secrets, consequences, and a study of how each of us respond and react to tragedy.
When they found my sister’s body, the flyers we’d hung around town were still crisp against the telephone poles. The search party still had land to scour; the batteries in their flashlights still held...