Jenny, a single mother of two, was working a gallery featuring famed artist Erich Krueger, whose painting of his mother bore a striking resemblance to Jenny. In a flash, the rich and handsome Erich was swooping Jenny off her feet, arranging all kinds of conveniences, and making impromptu dinner dates. It was happening so quickly. After a week, he proposed and she accepted. Everything was set. She’d be Mrs. Krueger, the kids would be adopted, and they’d have this perfect life. But it’s never usually perfect. There was something about Erich that seemed…off. He was too perfect.
Erich’s farm house in Minnesota still had his child-like bedroom intact, making one suspect that Erich had severe mother issues. Well, he would have if he married a woman that looked like his mother. Very Norman Bates. Very creepy.
This one was rather slow to compel me. It mostly describes the house, the rooms, and the farm. It felt like all I was getting was scenery. No story. It doesn’t take reading the whole book to know that something was seriously wrong with Erich. So long and predictable. Ordinarily, I wouldn’t mind an MHC novel to be so long because it would be too good to put down. But I had no problem putting this one down.
An okay read, but definitely not MHC great.
Rating: 3 stars
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