This novel gripped me from beginning to end. It was one of those books that I simply couldn’t put down. I needed to know what happened next but then as the story was coming to a close, I didn’t want it to finish. I knew it was going to lead to a book hangover and that it would take days to recover.
Good story telling draws the reader in, immersing you into the narrative so that you visualise everything for yourself. I could picture the scene; the kitchen that was once Hannah’s sacred space becoming a prison for both her and Jem. I sensed the pain she was going through at the loss of her husband but also the confusion she felt when events started to unfold. I was conscious of some underlying uncertainty and felt uneasy when certain characters were mentioned even thought Deborah O’Connor did a fantastic job in making them likeable; there was just something about them that I couldn’t warm to. Obviously, I don’t want to spoil it for others, so I won’t mention the characters by name here, but perhaps once you have read The Captive for yourself, you can share your thoughts with me.
Good story telling draws the reader in, immersing you into the narrative so that you visualise everything for yourself. I could picture the scene; the kitchen that was once Hannah’s sacred space becoming a prison for both her and Jem. I sensed the pain she was going through at the loss of her husband but also the confusion she felt when events started to unfold. I was conscious of some underlying uncertainty and felt uneasy when certain characters were mentioned even thought Deborah O’Connor did a fantastic job in making them likeable; there was just something about them that I couldn’t warm to. Obviously, I don’t want to spoil it for others, so I won’t mention the characters by name here, but perhaps once you have read The Captive for yourself, you can share your thoughts with me.