All Beth has to do is drive her son to his Under-14s away match, watch him play, and bring him home.
Just because she knows her ex-best friend lives near the football ground, that doesn’t mean she has to drive past her house and try to catch a glimpse of her. Why would Beth do that, and risk dredging up painful memories? She hasn’t seen Flora for twelve years. She doesn’t want to see her today, or ever again.
But she can’t resist. She parks outside the open gates of Newnham House, watches from across the road as Flora and her children Thomas and Emily step out of the car. Except… There’s something terribly wrong. Flora looks the same, only older. As Beth would have expected. It’s the children. Twelve years ago, Thomas and Emily were five and three years old. Today, they look precisely as they did then.
They are still five and three. They are Thomas and Emily without a doubt – Beth hears Flora call them by their names – but they haven’t changed at all.
They are no taller, no older… Why haven’t they grown?
Haven’t They Grown is another great twisty psychological mystery thriller from Sophie Hannah. I’ve always enjoyed her style of writing and her incredible skill in plotting complex stories. This book is no exception, with tragic reveals and disturbing revelations à gogo but also a dry and engaging wit in Beth’s narration.
The premise of Haven’t They Grown is, as always, intriguing – seemingly impossible in fact – and I really got swept along by the increasingly audacious developments. There’s an elaborate and tangled web to uncover behind the synopsis and I was gripped from the puzzling start to the satisfying finish.
(P.S. This book also introduced me to Rubis, so that’s another point in its favour!)