The Crash

I HAVE SO MUCH TO SAY - BUT JUST CAN'T. Sorry but I'm NO LONGER a Frieda Fan. Here's Why:

The Crash by Frieda McFadden is a psychological thriller that left me deeply disturbed and questioning its narrative choices, particularly the handling of its conclusion.

Very disappointing

I thought I had a good guess for the twist and once again I was wrong! Love a story where you can’t guess the end.

okay there were like 3 huge plot twists that i didn’t expect in the slightest.

“I’m Tegan Werner. I am thirty-five weeks pregnant. I’m twenty-three years old. My birthday is on November 20…I’m a good person. I don’t lie. I don’t cheat. I don’t steal. I hardly ever even raise my voice. There are very few things I’ve done in my life that I’m ashamed of. Yet here I am.” After losing control of her car in a blizzard, Tegan is rescued by Hank, a mechanic, and his wife Polly, a nurse, who live in a cabin in the woods. “As I lie in the hospital bed, surrounded by that sickening stench of decay, I can't help but wonder if Polly's innocent story about her sick mother was true. I cringe, remembering how Hank insisted that I be brought down here and Polly reluctantly going along with it. I suddenly wish I had refused. What if this basement was used for a different purpose? What if I am not the first visitor to lie in this bed? I wonder if the last person to occupy this bed made it out alive.” “Polly slips the lighter into her jeans pocket. And that’s that–my one potential weapon is now gone. I’m worried that no matter what, I’m leaving here in a body bag.” As a nurse, Polly is a nurturer by nature and her lifelong dream is to be a mother. When she meets Tegan, Polly is skeptical, “I don’t think she’s married. I think she’s one month away from becoming a single mother. A single mother who carries around a full flask in her purse. Who drives recklessly into a blizzard. A liar.” And now “a woman imprisoned in our basement.” As Tegan’s desperation grows, so does Hank’s concern for his wife. “She stabbed you with a fork. She threw that drink…all over you. She’s not grateful…I can’t think of a way for this to end without us going to jail unless…Unless we kill her…She doesn’t even know who that child’s father is. She’s been drinking whiskey from a flask in her purse. Do you think she’s fit to be a mother?’ ‘That’s not for us to decide.’” Initial impressions and misguided assumptions, assault and “the kind of betrayal that you can never bounce back from,” the families we find and the families we make. Freida McFadden’s The Crash is the collision you didn’t see coming!