The Widower
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Narrated by:
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Jessica Preddy
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By:
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D.L. Fisher
About this listen
A BRAND-NEW totally addictive psychological thriller with a twist you won’t see coming.
Just when I thought I’d got my life back together, a handsome stranger moves in across the street. He says he lost his wife six months ago. He says he’s here for a fresh start. But I think he might be a killer.
Three months ago, a serial killer tore through our perfect little community. But he’s dead now, and I’m doing my best to pretend everything’s normal — pot roasts, Pilates, and that my stepson TJ didn’t upend our lives the minute he arrived.
That was before the new neighbour moved in.
Damian Mankiewicz is a good-looking, friendly, charming widower. But there’s something off about him. The box in his hallway marked Do Not Open. The house he bought — the one where a girl was found murdered. And the way he always seems to be watching.
When a local teenager goes missing, the whispers start all over again. About TJ. About me. About what really happened here.
I’ve already been through hell once. I’m not doing it again. If the widower is hiding something, I’ll find out — before someone else disappears for good.
A jaw-dropping thriller about secrets, suspicion, and the dark side of suburbia. Welcome to The Estates.
Perfect for fans of Freida McFadden, Daniel Hurst, Valerie Keogh and T.M. Logan.
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Very poor writing and story line
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The protagonist is an idiot. It was impossible to empathise with this moronic, forever ‘owlishly blinking’ woman who says she ‘doesn’t drink’ before proceeding to down three glasses of wine pre-breakfast and then struggles to walk up her own stairs, a woman who insists that her equally obtuse, shallow, calculating and narcissistic neighbour is her ‘best friend’, a woman whose extreme naivety alone would put her in a care home if she were a real person.
The characters were vapid and superficial, with unclear motives, especially the protagonist’s useless, empty husband. Contrast this with the radical intensity of the relationships between characters. Shallow people obsessing over other shallow people who they just met. Best friends who don’t know each other at all but call each other at 5am only to be extremely rude. A husband and wife who only communicate to lie to each other. A mysterious stepson whose existence is never explained. A mysterious serial killer who is mentioned multiple times but never explained. Neighbours who meet for the first time one day and then proceed to eat dinner together every single night for the rest of their lives.
The self-abusing protagonist is also inexplicably paranoid and delusional. Her behaviour puts the criminally insane to shame. Why in the name of hell would you go to meet a brand new neighbour and then make it your mission to open one of their moving boxes, based on nothing but your own weird fantasy and totally unfounded suspicions. Why would you continue to speak with your neighbour, let alone consider her your ‘best friend’ when she consistently treats you so badly? (And why was she married to a serial killer??) Why would you not question your husband on his seemingly nonexistent history? Why suspect your new neighbour of anything at all when you don’t have the slightest misgivings about your own cryptic family? Why stay living in a clearly toxic environment?
Time jumps forward erratically. One minute the main character is ‘not’ enjoying yet another glass of wine with her despicable ‘best friend’. Then she receives a phone call where she tells the caller that the ‘best friend’ is now ‘gone’! What? But you were just sitting together on the sofa! What’s going on?! Where am I? Who are you?
I kept listening because I hoped it would all come together. The story had potential, but ultimately crumbled into a mess of loose ends and unanswered questions. I hope there isn’t a sequel though. The real question is whether the point of the story is actually a deep dive into the disturbed psyche of a delusional schizophrenic alcoholic woman with debilitating gullibility and how she unsuccessfully navigates the world, because then it would all make sense.
… Except I guess we will never know what happened to the new neighbour …
Or the serial killer
Or the murderer
Or the stepson
Or the best friend
Or the vapid husband
…
*blinks owlishly
So, … what?
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Meh. Underwhelming.
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they still have dinner parties with a hater (?)
only 3 months after the serial killer hubby of the best- friend dies , all is back to " normal "
Punishment , in the exclusive gated community , is being cast out of the book club ., by the weird best- friend ....she is .President of the housing association - how ?
i must have missed the point early on as I tried to.listen to this twice - but could not suspend my disbelief enough to.plow through it ...
Great narration of a totally unbelievable story ..well done for making it sound almost acceptable
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