What Kind of Mother?

A year ago, I kissed my three-year-old goodbye before a work trip and promised I’d be home before she knew it.

I wasn’t.

When I went missing, everyone searched for me but eventually they had to admit the worst: that I was dead.

But now I’m back, finally home after surviving the unthinkable, and nothing fits anymore. My family treat me differently. And my daughter Phoebe, she looks up at me with those eyes that mean the world, and sees… a stranger.

I survived a nightmare no one can understand. But coming home may be the most dangerous part of all.

A gripping and unputdownable novel about the secrets that we keep and the lies we believe. Perfect for readers of Jodi Picoult.