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annieturnsthepage 's review for:
Heart Full of Lies
by Ann Rule
While I like the stand alone, single story books by Ann, I usually really like/enjoy the multi story ones as it gives you a little bit of a change up. That being said, I got sucked into this book. The murder took place about 2 hours from where I grew up/lived. The murderer actually grew up where I did. Went to the same school. Granted, she graduate a little over 20 years before I did. It's weird to see my little city in a book like this. And areas that I know.
But holy heck, this woman is a menace. She's an embarrassment to anyone who has actually suffered from domestic abuse/violence.
Do I think that her husband was an angel? No. Everyone has flaws. But I'm inclined to believe his friends version of things where he would walk away from being badgered by his wife. Especially since some of them lived in the "apartment" in the bottom of their house and could hear arguments.
I feel awful for the children in this story, especially Chris's son Dean. Who knows what he heard/saw, and while he was only 3, I imagine he might remember some of that night. I'm also 100% sure that's why she didn't take the older son, because he would have been able to talk about what actually happened if he was there.
But holy heck, this woman is a menace. She's an embarrassment to anyone who has actually suffered from domestic abuse/violence.
Do I think that her husband was an angel? No. Everyone has flaws. But I'm inclined to believe his friends version of things where he would walk away from being badgered by his wife. Especially since some of them lived in the "apartment" in the bottom of their house and could hear arguments.
I feel awful for the children in this story, especially Chris's son Dean. Who knows what he heard/saw, and while he was only 3, I imagine he might remember some of that night. I'm also 100% sure that's why she didn't take the older son, because he would have been able to talk about what actually happened if he was there.