This book crept me out, and I felt like I was in the world of the Dunnes once again. The Girl On the Train relived all that excruciating yet enjoyable memories I had upon reading Gone Girl. It had me guessing constantly who is who, making me turn the pages until I was at the very end.
A bit of a background. Rachel is a daily train commuter. She goes back and forth to London, watching the houses as her train passes by. There were two houses significant to her – number twenty-three where the seemngly perfect couple, Scott and Megan lives, and whom Rachel referred to as Jason and Jesse. She somehow obsessed herself with them, pretending that she knows everything about these strangers. Meanwhile, house number fifteen used to be her house – she lived there with her then husband Tom. Tom still lives in that house, but with his new wife Anna, who felt like Rachel has devoted her life to constantly harrass her and make her life a living hell. Until Megan goes missing. Rachel wants to help Scott find his wife, and bring the killer to the police. But is it really possible for her to be a reliable witness? After all, she is a drunk. An alcoholic woman who is still bitter about her fall out with her husband.
The train commuter. When I was still working, I also go through the same route everyday – the bus passing through the same houses, and it really is possible for you to feel like you know the people who live in these houses just by looking at them everyday. I guess that’s how Rachel felt about Megan and Scott. She just doesn’t see the house where they live, but she sees them as well – when they’re on the porch sipping wine or the garden drinking coffee. It was as if Rachel is watching their lives being unfold, and so when something unusual came up, Rachel can’t help but feel the need to get involved. But it’s not only a mere feeling of this need. She really was involved. Problem is, she just can’t pinpoint exactly where. She was so drunk and as much as she tries to frustratingly remember what happened that Saturday night Megan went missing, all she gets are random images in her head of what happened.
Tangled. In every crime committed, the first suspect is always the husband, the boyfriend or the partner. Scott, apart from being Megan’s husband, is a possessive partner, snooping around her wife’s emails and browsing history, and that makes him look guilty. Almost pretty much every man (even the women) mentioned in the story seemed to have a motive to kill Megan. But then I thought, what if it was suicide? What if Rachel, Anna and Megan are all just one woman having a multiple personality disorder? See, my imagination’s already running wild till the very end.
In conclusion. If you enjoyed Gone Girl, then you’d definitely enjoy this. Gone Girl left me undecided though, if I’d love it or if I’d hate it. The Girl on the Train ended in a not-so-unexpected way, yet still unexpected (you know what I mean???!!!) I’m giving it four likes.
Happy Monday! 🙂