Forget Me Not: A gripping, heart-wrenching thriller full of emotion and twists!
Readers are calling it ‘CHILLING’, ‘GRIPPING’, ‘TWISTY’ ‘10 STARS!!!’Don’t miss the new crime thriller everyone will be talking about this year!WHAT HAPPENED TO NORA?When Maddie met Nora, their friendship felt as easy as breathing. And when Nora disappeared, all the air went with her. Without her best friend, Maddie’s life became impossible.Ten years later, Nora is still missing and Maddie is still searching. People have been questioned. People have even been accused. But no one has managed to find Nora.Then, in the same spot where Nora went missing, the murdered body of Nora’s little sister is found. Convinced this is no coincidence, Maddie resolves to uncover the killer and find Nora – dead or alive.But will she be able to cope, when we learn what really happened to Nora…?An exciting debut psychological thriller perfect for fans of Clare Mackintosh, Liane Moriarty and Lisa Jewell.What people are saying about Forget Me Not:‘Emotive, clever and compelling’ Phoebe Morgan, author of The Doll House‘Perfectly paced and beautifully written’ June Taylor, author of Keep Your Friends Close‘Terrific writing, intelligent plotting and memorable characters’ Liz Loves Books‘This mystery gets better and better as the pages turn’ Amanda’s Book Review‘10 Stars!! I just finished this and wow. This one made me cry. I have so much to say and not sure where to start’ Melissa, Goodreads‘A+ for Forget Me Not’ Ali, NetGalley reviewer‘The ending shocked me’ Lea, NetGalley reviewer‘It will grab you from the first chapter’ Kim, NetGalley reviewer‘Taut, chilling, twisty, thrill ride’ Johnna, NetGalley reviewer‘If you love a good mystery psychological thriller, then I would highly recommend this’ Jacqueline, NetGalley reviewer‘A definite 5* read for me’ Ann, Goodreads‘Rollercoaster of a read’ Tracey, NetGalley reviewer‘Lots of little twists and turns’ Karen, NetGalley reviewer
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For Ruthie (big sister, best cheerleader, and all-round super woman)
Table of Contents
January 7, 2018
Ten years ago, the family and friends of Nora Altman woke up to find themselves living in a nightmare. Tomorrow marks the anniversary of her disappearance when the 17-year-old’s car was found abandoned by the side of Old Highway 51 on the road between Forest View, WI, and nearby Stokely in the early hours of January 8, 2008. The car was locked, with no sign of a struggle; the only indication that anything was wrong with the car was the empty tank of gas that had presumably halted the teen’s drive.
The case has long since gone cold, and the local police department have been criticized both by members of the community and Nora’s family for not acting quickly enough when she was first reported missing. But Chief of Waterstone Police Department Patrick Moody claims he hasn’t given up. “We’re always on the lookout for anything relating to Nora’s disappearance. This is the kind of case that defines your whole career, but its impact has been much more far-reaching than that. It’s affected the whole community and I feel the full weight of that responsibility daily. Even now.”
Three years after the teen first went missing, her father, Jonathan Altman, almost launched a civil suit against the Waterstone Police Department. “There are no hard feelings,” Moody said, “he was just doing everything he had to do to find out what happened to his daughter. As a father, I would have done the same.”
Chief Moody was planning on joining the family and close friends of Nora today to mark the ten-year anniversary of her disappearance. “We’ve done it almost every year since Nora went missing. It’s good to get together and remember her, and also to remind ourselves that there’s still work to do.”
For the family, though, the nightmare still goes on. “We’ll never have closure,” Nora’s younger sister Noelle said. Only 7 when Nora went missing, Noelle regrets not having had a big sister to grow up with and guide her along the way. “My brother Nate tries his hardest, but it’s not the same. Even though I know I barely really knew her, I still really miss her. I just know she would have been the best big sister.”
I was dreaming of the sheet of glass again.
I was carrying this huge plate of glass that was beginning to crack, tiny spider webs of distortion spreading fast, and as it did the pane shifted in my heavy arms and slipped from my grasp. I woke just as it should have been shattering into a million pieces on the floor below me. I carried that great big sheet of glass everywhere I went, my arms straining with the effort, my forehead shining with sweat, the glass itself slowly, slowly cracking as I shifted it slightly from hand to hand, arm to arm. It was exhausting and debilitating, cumbersome and controlling and, I thought, so, so obvious to everyone I met that I was struggling. People recognized the struggle of course, just as I knew they would, gave it a name, and either pushed it to the back of their minds or worried about it endlessly depending on who they were and what they were to me. They all made the same mistake, though: thinking that pane of glass made me weak. You try carrying something like that around with you wherever you go. You get tired, sure; but you also get strong.
