Christine wakes up each morning not knowing who is she, where she is, or when she is … some trauma has impeded her ability to make and keep memories. But then the mysterious stranger lying next to her explains he’s her husband, and he shows her pictures, and he walks her through the house that she comes to understand is her home — at least for that day, until she sleeps again.
In the course of each day, Christine finds out more and more about herself. She has been seeing a doctor. He calls to remind her that she’s been keeping a journal. She reads it and finds out what has been happening and what she has discovered. And soon, she unravels some unsettling ideas. Besides that, she’s having flashes of memory. And they don’t seem to coincide with some things she’s being told. Can she figure it out and write it all down before she goes to sleep?
Despite some dissatisfaction voiced in the reviews of others — that there were plot holes (there were a few) and that the outcome was predicted long before the reveal — I really enjoyed reading this book, and that’s why I read for leisure: to enjoy! The pace was excellent, the writing crisp, and the characters interesting enough to keep me on the edge of my seat. Like others, I guessed early on that some people were not really who they said they were … but I suspended my disbelief and got a payoff with the “Hollywood thriller” ending (which I know some did not like either — but you know I’m a movie girl, so it worked for me). Definitely glad I read it!