
Where I Lost Her by T. Greenwood was one of those extremely gripping books that sucks you in from page one. I cracked this book open on a bleak, rainy Friday evening after dinner, a tall glass of white wine in hand. By the time Sunday afternoon rolled around, I had finished. If you’ve read my previous reviews, you know that I’m a happy camper if I have a hard time parting with a book.
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