There is a very thin line between friends and enemies. Mary Higgins Clark's book Pretend You Don't See Her, stresses the idea that your closest friends can be your worst of enemies. Throughout this very mysterious and exciting book, Clark emphasizes that realizing everyone is not as whom they seem is extremely important.Clark shows the difficulties one may face when they come to realize someone very close has betrayed them. She uses a character by the name of “Lacey Farrell” to show and express the hardships that affects one’s life in this situation. Lacey Farrell is a young woman working in real estate in the city of Manhattan, after witnessing a murder in an apartment she is trying to sale, her life turns upside down. Lacey is placed in a witness protection program, where there she over goes a journal, that was evidence involving the murder, and tries to solve the mystery. Another point Clark shows through her text, is that you are not always safe. It may seem as if Lacey was safe in the witness protection program, but she wasn’t. When Lacey figures that the journal is connected to the murder. She learns that the woman tore out all the pages before the murderer could take the journal, so the murderer just took a book of blank paper. She then makes a copy for herself, and turns the original in to the police. Before long, the killer is tracking Lacey, hoping for a chance to bring her down. While she is in Minneapolis under the “protection” of the program Lacey meets Tom Lynch, a radio announcer whom she carefully begins to date, but shortly after break apart because lacey doesn’t want to live a fake life with him. Throughout the book lacey is trying to figure out who is after her and who the murder is, but in the end she figures out that she couldn’t trust someone that was very close to the murder victim any longer. With only a very short time before the murderer would find Lacey, she had to find a plan to unravel the truth. After all of the truth was unraveled and all of the clues were solved lacey finally felt as though she was safe in “her” life and decided that she could trust Tom Lynch.In conclusion, Clark emphasizes the idea that not everyone is as they seem. She shows the difficulties and hardships one faces in a horrible situation like the one Lacey went through and stresses the idea that you can’t trust everyone. At the end of the day, the question you should be asking yourself is “Who can I really trust?”
قرأت من قبل لماري كلارك ..ولم ترقَ الرواية السابقة لمستوى التوقعات ..بدأت القراءة هذه المرة وتصاحبني الكثير من المخاوف ..التي سرعان ما تبددت بعد قراءتي لـالصفحات الأولى منها..لايسي فاريل وكيلة عقارات في مانهاتن - تلتقي سيدة لطيفة تدعى ايزابيل وارينغ ـ لتبيع شفة ابنتها المتوفاة قبل عام ..في تلك الشقة تقتل السيدة وقبل أن تلفظ انفاسها الأخيرة تعطيها مذكرات ابنتها وتخبرها أنه ما كانَ يبحث عنه القاتل ..وتوصيها بأن تسلم المذكرات لزوجها السابق ووالد ابنتها ..فضول لايسي يجبرها على صتع نسختين من المذكرات ، تسلم إحداها لزوج ايزابيل السابق وتحتفظ لنفسها بالنسخة الثانية وتسلم النسخة الأصلية للشرطة ..بخطوتها هذه( ولأنها رأت وجه القاتل ) أصبحت لايسي في قائمة أولويات قاتل محترف يطاردها ولن يثنيه شيء عن قتلها ..قضية مثيرة للإهتمام وتذكرك بقضايا أغاثا كريستي بروح أكثر معاصرة ..أحداث سريعة وشخصيات مرسومة بدقة وحبكة جيدة ، وقد تتفاجأون بالحل ، وإن لم أفاجأ شخصياً ..الرواية من ترجمة دار هاشيت انطوان جميلة وخالية تقريبا من الأخطاء ..استمتعت كثيراً بقراءتها ...
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Honestly, I am so frustrated. This book is so wildly improbable that I cannot see HOW I ever enjoyed it. This book also makes me seriously question my judgement, as Mary Higgins Clark was once my favorite mystery author. Lacey witnesses a murder, she is placed in witness protection, she almost immediately gives away her location to her mother, who lacks the discretion or common sense to keep that information to herself. The city that Lacey is placed in just happens to be where two people who knew the first murder victim. She quickly befriends them and learns crucial information about the crime. Ugh, I don't want an author spoon feeding me these types of inane bit of nonsense. This books just progressively gets worse. The heroine and her mom are TSTL and at times, for example when she blames the head of the protection program for getting her secret location exposed, I was rooting for the hitman to get her.
—Michelle Robinson
On the back cover of this book is a review I should have paid close attention to. As it was, I didn't see it until after I had inhaled this book. Katy Kelly from USA Today wrote, "PRETEND YOU DON'T SEE HER should come with a warning. Start it in the evening and you'll be reading way late into the night ... This one is well worth the lost sleep."I picked up this book at 11:30 p.m., on my way to bed. I was just going to look at it. OMG, my husband came out at 4 a.m. & touched my shoulder. He scared me so bad I almost jumped out of my skin. I found a stopping place shortly after & went to bed. I laid there wide awake. I remember looking at the clock the last time at 5:45 a.m. I had to be up at 7.That evening I sat down to finish the book. The stopping place I had found? I had finished the book & didn't remember it. So, I reread the ending, slowly.
—Rayni
A real estate agent who is trying to sell the apartment for the mother of a dead actress gets caught up in a real choatic scenario. She ends up bringing in a guy to look at the apartment who ends up later killing the mother of the dead actress. The real estate agent witnesses the murder and ends up being placed in the witness protection program. Before the death of the actresses mother, she befriended the real estate agent and was explaining that she did not believe that her daughters death was an accident. The only proof that they have to go by is the actresses journal that the mother had given to the real estate agent as she was dying. It was a good story. Mary Higgins Clark had written it to where a lot of characters in the story could have been the murderer. It will definitely keep you guessing on the "who did it"? It was a good read but not a definite must read.
—carolyn