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… (less)
The Girl on the Train by Paula Hawkins
My rating: 1 of 5 stars
Picture this: It’s the slowest moving train on the planet and you’re sitting next to a voyeuristic drunk who is constantly belching and reeks. When it finally moves fast, it goes around in tight circles around repetitive stories of repressed bitterness, anger, and depression. Everyone is talking and competing for your attention so they can tell you their story yet you can’t distinguish each character’s voice. No one has any ounce of sympathy for each other. The end.
I would like to try reading another book by Paula Hawkins in the future though.
