The Edge
by Lucy Goacher
The Edge had been on my TBR for a while and I started it without even re-reading the blurb, so I had no idea what to expect.
What an emotional read!
Clementine is grieving the loss of her sister, Poppy. Poppy was found on the beach at the bottom of a cliff. This, along with other factors, lead the coroner to have no choice but to rule her death a suicide. Clementine can’t accept that her sister would do that and she lives with the added guilt of missing a call from her that night. I can’t even imagine how you would begin to move on from such a tragedy. My heart broke for Clementine and her parents.
I admired her need to channel her grief into helping other people by being on the end of the phone at a support call centre. When she speaks to a man whose sister died in similar circumstances, but claims to have proof she was murdered, she becomes determined to find evidence that someone pushed Poppy too.
I really felt for her when her parents dismiss her theory and make her feel responsible for not picking up the phone that night (whether consciously or not). I can understand their need for the comfort of closure though. It’s a parent’s worst nightmare.
As the story progresses, and Clementine’s evidence builds, I’m not surprised she becomes overwhelmed and suspicious of everyone. I was suspicious of everyone! I was absolutely gripped and could not wait to find out which direction the story was going to take. I was not at all prepared for the terrifying rollercoaster of emotion this story turned out to be.
Brilliant writing! I loved it!
** According to Amazon I purchased the kindle edition of The Edge on the 4th of October 2022. Small Secrets is now on my wishlist **
Sometimes it’s easier to believe the lie. But is the truth right in front of you?
Everyone says Poppy jumped. My beautiful, creative sister, with her paint-splattered dresses and sunshine smile, took her own life. And I think they’re right. Until the day I get a call from a man with a very similar story.
Everyone says his sister jumped too. But he has proof that she was pushed. And if she was, I have to ask myself: could the same thing have happened to Poppy? In the moments before she died, was she really calling me to say goodbye, or was she calling for my help? Was she really alone on that cliff edge?
When Poppy’s friends tell me she had a serious boyfriend, I feel like I’m losing my grip on reality. If they were so madly in love, wouldn’t she have told me? Wouldn’t there be pictures of them together? And when I find the silver heart necklace he gave her, I feel sick. It’s the same silver heart another murdered girl was given in the weeks before she died.
This can’t be a coincidence. Either I’ve lost my mind, or the man my darling sister loved killed her. And if he could charm his way into her life so easily, what’s to say he’s not already in mine?
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