I first came across Canadian author Chevy Stevens via her debut novel, Still Missing, which I adored.
I’ve read most of her subsequent books and she writes consistently complex thrillers, often centring around unhealthy relationships and splintered families, and featuring power imbalances between genders.
I had a review copy of this book months before its release date and kept putting off reading it until closer to publication but finally succumbed after seeing a few reviews appearing around the place.
I really loved Chevy Stevens’ Still Missing which I read years ago, have read almost all of her books since and follow the author on social media. In a non-stalkerish way. #Obvs
Unfortunately I had no idea I was going to get so engrossed in this book which I read in one very long bath-sitting. I actually started it after finishing something else, thinking I’d just flick through the first few chapters….
It’s 1997 and Dani, Courtney and Jess are Those Girls. By their mid-late teens they’ve lost their mother, received beatings at the hands of their alcoholic and often-absent father, all-but-starved and done a stint in foster care. Although Dani’s 18 she knows her younger sisters (particularly 14, almost 15 year old Jess) will be back in foster care if this latest incident involving their father comes to light.
I really loved Chevy Stevens‘ debut novel Still Missing. I even reviewed it in Goodreads – back when I wasn’t writing reviews. In fact I loved it so much I immediately tracked down her second book (Never Knowing). Somehow in the excitement of my sea (and life) changes last year I missed her third novel – not even knowing it existed until I had the opportunity to read and review her fourth. (And yes, I’ll be tracking down Always Watching.)
I should mention, the most unfortunate thing about her latest novel (That Night) is that I read it directly after another with a similar premise, Dear Daughter – which I’m reviewing on the blog in a month or so – and which I bloody well loved.
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