That’s kind of how I felt while reading One Step Too Far. Depressed. Wondering what bad thing the next chapter would bring to the story.
Emily decides to leave her husband and child without a word. Something awful has happened and she can no longer deal with it. She moves to London and starts a new life using a version of her maiden name. Rather than being a wife, mother and lawyer, she becomes a slick corporate ad exec with a drug problem. Over the course of the story we learn what happened in the past (even into her childhood) and the repercussions of her actions.
There is very little happiness in this book. Emily is about as morose as a person can be – some of it is understandable and some is just, well, annoying because she brings it on herself with stupid, selfish decisions. Ben, her husband, almost comes across as a doormat. Her new-life friend, Angel, is too good to be true (almost like the hooker with a heart of gold) – beautiful but damaged, smart but working a nowhere job, sweet but tough. Very cliché. Caroline, the bad twin, is also a cliché – the unloved child who turns to anorexia and drugs. She is unrealistically horrible to her sister and I felt no sympathy for her even when she was suffering.
I was also annoyed that the author used deception to make certain parts of the story work. It seemed manipulative to the readers’ emotions and, rather than saying “Aha, that’s what was happening”, I felt cheated. The ending seemed rushed as well. We learn about almost nine years of Emily’s life in the span of just a couple of pages. I know the author needed to wrap up the story but it felt forced.
Maybe I’m just a ‘happy’ reader. This one wasn’t for me. But, if you like to examine those dark bits of life, you may enjoy this one. 2/5 stars.
Thank you to the publisher for providing a galley through Netgalley in exchange for an honest review.