A slightly obsessed female, a not-so-perfect couple, and a missing woman.
Did this description remind you of Gone Girl? Well, it did to me too. But Paula Hawkins’s debut novel, The Girl on the Train, is nothing like Gillian Flynn’s tale.
In the very beginning of the story, we’re introduced to Rachel Watson. A middle-aged woman who takes a train to London every morning, and loves everything about the ride: the passengers, the noises, the houses passing by on the other side of the window, and most importantly, the perfect couple. The two people she has named as Jess and Jason, and who she imagines to be having the love story she wishes she had. Instead, all she has are the memories of her broken marriage and fury over her ex-husband’s shiny, new family. But then, everything changes. Jess turns out to be a woman named Megan Hipwell, who goes missing one day and her husband Scott has no clue regarding his wife’s disappearance. Did Scott kill her? Did Megan run off with her lover? Did Rachel unknowingly have something to do with it? To know the answer, you will have to read the book.
Written from the perspectives of three women, this novel gets you hooked from the very beginning. All these women appear to be slightly deranged to the point that makes the reader question their every step and that’s what makes it all so interesting. The writing is racy, the plot is intriguing and the narratives beautifully flow and weave in together to build a satisfying climax. Much like a train journey, it will keep you on the edge of your seat from start to finish.
If only I didn’t find the ending pretty predictable, I would have given it a higher rating. But for now, I’m going with 3 out of 5 stars.