On the day she was abducted, Annie O’Sullivan, a thirty-two year old realtor, had three goals—sell a house, forget about a recent argument with her mother, and be on time for dinner with her ever- patient boyfriend. The open house is slow, but when her last visitor pulls up in a van as she’s about to leave, Annie thinks it just might be her lucky day after all. Interwoven with the story of the year Annie spent as the captive of psychopath in a remote mountain cabin, which unfolds through sessions with her psychiatrist, is a second narrative recounting events following her escape—her struggle to piece her shattered life back together and the ongoing police investigation into the identity of her captor.
The truth doesn’t always set you free.
Comments in my It’s Monday! What Are You Reading? post several weeks ago that I featured this title in had me a little nervous. “Disturbing.” “Hard to read.”
Yes, I agree. You hit the nail on the head. But fantastic, heartbreaking, and page turning need to be added too.
Annie O’ Sullivan’s year of captivity is hard to read about. I felt her fear, her anger, her confusion and her loss. How does she try to live with her captor on a day-to-day basis when she doesn’t know who he is or what made him the way he is. She thinks she has him figured out and tries to act like she thinks he wants her to act and ends up being beaten for saying the wrong thing. She has to clean the house when he tells her, take a bath when he tells her, eat when he tells her, and even has to pee on his timetable. It’s amazing that she can even think on her own.
After she’s back home she has a hard time doing just that. She watches the clock so she knows when she can eat, she can’t do it before the right time no matter how hungry, her stomach just won’t cooperate.
The story of her life in captivity, as well as how she’s putting her life back together now that she’s free come out piece by piece, a little at a time during visits to her shrink. In fact, the chapters are even titled Session One, Session Two, etc.
SESSION ONE You know, Doc, you’re not the first shrink I’ve seen since I got back. The one my family doctor recommended right after I came home was a real prize. The guy actually tried to act like he didn’t know who I was, but that was a pile of crap—you’d have to be deaf and blind not to. Hell, it seems like every time I turn around another asshole with a camera is jumping out of the bushes. But before all this shit went down? Most of the world had never heard of Vancouver Island, let alone Clayton Falls. Now mention the island to someone and I’m willing to bet the first thing out of their mouth will be, “Isn’t that where that lady Realtor was abducted?”
trust me on this one, you have to add this book to your “Have to Read” list. Then deadbolt your doors, double-check that your windows are locked and lay in bed with it until you’ve shut the back cover. 5/5 stars