Into the Water: From the bestselling author of The Girl on the Train

that no longer exists,

gone for good.

where there is sex, there is motive.

She hadn’t disappeared so much as receded, withdrawn into another self, one I didn’t know.

The way to deal with women like that – women like your mother – is not through violence, but through their vanity.

Who could control the one they fell in love with?

They say you speak of the Devil and then you feel the heat.

Perhaps having children makes you forget being one.

her body rotated slowly in the water, her face turned towards his, and through her broken, bloodied mouth she laughed.

It was as though he had reached for a lifebuoy and instead found weeds, and grabbed hold of them anyway.