Hello everyone, and welcome back to The Bookworm’s Fantasy! I hope you’re all doing well. Today I’m taking part in the blog tour for Amanda Robson’s latest psychological thriller, ‘Envy’. I’ve read all of Amanda Robson’s books now, and she’s definitely an author to look out for! In this post, I’ll be giving you some information on the book, plus sharing an exclusive extract with you. Thanks so much to Avon for the opportunity! So, keep reading…
She wants your life – and she’ll do anything to get it…
Erica has always wanted to be exactly like her neighbour, Faye: beautiful, thin, and a mother. But Faye’s life isn’t as perfect as it seems – she has a terrible secret, and slowly but surely, it is threatening to destroy her and everything she holds dear.
When Faye’s daughter Tamsin goes missing after school, the police turn to Erica. But is Erica the only one who has been enviously watching Faye? Or is there another threat hiding in the shadows…?
About the Author.
Amanda Robson is the author of three psychological thriller novels: ‘Obsession’ (2017), ‘Guilt’ (2018) and ‘Envy’ (4th April 2019). After graduating, Robson worked in medical research and became the co-author of a book on cyanide poisoning. She attended the Faber Academy writing course in 2011, and now writes from home full time. She lives in London and Wales with her family.
I continue watching your house. Buses that I do not get on continue to lumber past. I look at my watch. Nine a.m. Your curtains still haven’t opened, but the girls must have been awake for hours by now. Are you ignoring them? Rolling over in bed and trying to catch a little more sleep?
Nine-thirty a.m. The living room curtains are opening and you are standing looking out at the day wearing your short velvet dressing gown, displaying perfectly tanned golden legs. How have your legs become so golden? I didn’t see you going to the tanning shop. I must add it to my places to watch.
I wait and wait. Sitting in the bus cubicle, blowing onto my hands to try and keep them warm. The 33 arrives. An elderly man stumbles off. The 270 thunders past. The 490 stops. Three teenagers who have been smoking and chatting stub their cigarettes out on the pavement and alight. Mid-morning now. The bus stop is becoming busier.
At last I see you, Faye, emerging from your house with Tamsin and Georgia. I got close enough the other day to hear you say their names. You are wearing skin-tight black jeans, black stiletto heels and a black suede jacket. Very nice, Faye. And I like the pink cashmere scarf and pink lipstick to brighten things up. On this cold Saturday morning, the world needs brightening up.
Holding Tamsin’s hand, pushing Georgia along in the buggy, striding purposefully out of your front gate and turning right. I cross the road and walk behind you at a distance.
Happy reading 🙂