(Happy Valentine’s Day everyone!)
I picked up this book because it was the one everyone was talking about – it was all over my twitter feed and like with so many things I didn’t want to be the one person who had no idea what the hype was about. Sometimes books with loads of hype turn out to be ones I am really not interested so I was wary when I started The Girl on the Train but boy am I glad I read it.
Rachel catches the same commuter train every morning. She knows it will wait at the same signal each time, overlooking a row of back gardens. She’s even started to feel like she knows the people who live in one of the houses. ‘Jess and Jason’, she calls them. Their life – as she sees it – is perfect. If only Rachel could be that happy.
And then she sees something shocking. It’s only a minute until the train moves on, but it’s enough.
Now everything’s changed. Now Rachel has a chance to become a part of the lives she’s only watched from afar.
Now they’ll see; she’s much more than just the girl on the train…
Rachel is one of three narrators though she is the main one. The story starts with her and what she can see out of the train window. When I started reading, I didn’t like Rachel – I didn’t understand her and I didn’t understand her obsession with her ex-husband Tom. But I kept on reading and that’s when I fell in love with Rachel, Megan, and Anna. Rachel sees something happen but can’t quite remember what because she was drunk, Megan goes missing, and Anna has no married Tom after being his mistress while he was still married to Rachel.
This book was a page turner, the likes of which I haven’t encountered in a really long time. Having three narrators was such a clever thing to do; I believed everything Rachel said until I started reading things from Megan and Anna’s points of view. In fact all three of them were unreliable narrators – none of them knew they whole truth and all of them were telling little lies (some of the lies were actually massive).
And the ending! What an ending. I will give nothing away but hole crap on a stick – it was good. I loved the ending too – it was what I wanted to happen and what should have happened. Ironically I devoured The Girl on the Train on my morning and evening commute thouh I know nothing like this can ever happen to me – I pass no houses on my commute.
I can’t recommend this book highly enough. Read it! I can’t wait for what Paula Hawkins writes next.