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'A simmering sense of dread dominates this brilliant Brooklyn-set debut . . . dazzlingly creepy storytelling, reminiscent of NOTES ON A SCANDAL' Grazia
'A novel I had been craving: an unflinching portrayal of women looking upon each other as disturbingly as men do' New Statesman
A compulsive, dark domestic noir novel simmering with Hitchcockian undertones, for those who loved LULLABY or TANGERINE.
The Professor lives in Brooklyn; her partner Nathan left her when she couldn't have a baby. All she has now is her dead-end teaching job, her ramshackle apartment, and Nathan's old moggy, Cat. Who she doesn't even like.
The Actress lives a few doors down. She's famous and beautiful, with auburn hair, perfect skin, a lovely smile. She's got children - a baby, even. And a husband who seems to adore her. She leaves her windows open, even at night.
There's no harm, the Professor thinks, in looking in through the illuminated glass at that shiny, happy family, fantasizing about them, drawing ever closer to the actress herself. Or is there?
'Unsettling and compelling' Tammy Cohen
'Laura Sims has pulled off the high-wire act of making bitterness delicious' Vogue
'A novel I had been craving: an unflinching portrayal of women looking upon each other as disturbingly as men do' New Statesman
A compulsive, dark domestic noir novel simmering with Hitchcockian undertones, for those who loved LULLABY or TANGERINE.
The Professor lives in Brooklyn; her partner Nathan left her when she couldn't have a baby. All she has now is her dead-end teaching job, her ramshackle apartment, and Nathan's old moggy, Cat. Who she doesn't even like.
The Actress lives a few doors down. She's famous and beautiful, with auburn hair, perfect skin, a lovely smile. She's got children - a baby, even. And a husband who seems to adore her. She leaves her windows open, even at night.
There's no harm, the Professor thinks, in looking in through the illuminated glass at that shiny, happy family, fantasizing about them, drawing ever closer to the actress herself. Or is there?
'Unsettling and compelling' Tammy Cohen
'Laura Sims has pulled off the high-wire act of making bitterness delicious' Vogue
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'A simmering sense of dread dominates this brilliant Brooklyn-set debut . . . dazzlingly creepy storytelling, reminiscent of NOTES ON A SCANDAL' Grazia
'A novel I had been craving: an unflinching portrayal of women looking upon each other as disturbingly as men do' New Statesman
A compulsive, dark domestic noir novel simmering with Hitchcockian undertones, for those who loved LULLABY or TANGERINE.
The Professor lives in Brooklyn; her partner Nathan left her when she couldn't have a baby. All she has now is her dead-end teaching job, her ramshackle apartment, and Nathan's old moggy, Cat. Who she doesn't even like.
The Actress lives a few doors down. She's famous and beautiful, with auburn hair, perfect skin, a lovely smile. She's got children - a baby, even. And a husband who seems to adore her. She leaves her windows open, even at night.
There's no harm, the Professor thinks, in looking in through the illuminated glass at that shiny, happy family, fantasizing about them, drawing ever closer to the actress herself. Or is there?
'Unsettling and compelling' Tammy Cohen
'Laura Sims has pulled off the high-wire act of making bitterness delicious' Vogue
'A novel I had been craving: an unflinching portrayal of women looking upon each other as disturbingly as men do' New Statesman
A compulsive, dark domestic noir novel simmering with Hitchcockian undertones, for those who loved LULLABY or TANGERINE.
The Professor lives in Brooklyn; her partner Nathan left her when she couldn't have a baby. All she has now is her dead-end teaching job, her ramshackle apartment, and Nathan's old moggy, Cat. Who she doesn't even like.
The Actress lives a few doors down. She's famous and beautiful, with auburn hair, perfect skin, a lovely smile. She's got children - a baby, even. And a husband who seems to adore her. She leaves her windows open, even at night.
There's no harm, the Professor thinks, in looking in through the illuminated glass at that shiny, happy family, fantasizing about them, drawing ever closer to the actress herself. Or is there?
'Unsettling and compelling' Tammy Cohen
'Laura Sims has pulled off the high-wire act of making bitterness delicious' Vogue
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