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No one knows that Annalise was once Deidre O’Reilly, a troubled young woman whose testimony put a dangerous criminal behind bars. Relocated through the Witness ...
No one knows that Annalise was once Deidre O’Reilly, a troubled young woman whose testimony put a dangerous criminal behind bars. Relocated through the Witness Security Program to the quaint harbor town of Deep Haven, Deidre received a new identity and a fresh start, which began when she fell in love with local real estate agent Nathan Decker.
Twenty years later, Annalise couldn’t be more unprepared for her past to find her. When Agent Frank Harrison arrives with news that the man she testified against is out on parole and bent on revenge, Annalise must face the consequences of her secrets. Will she run again, or will she find the courage to trust those she loves most with both her past and her future? Tyndale House Publishers
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Believe that she deserved this life.
"Mom! Watch this!" Henry's voice caught her attention back to the soccer practice—twenty youngsters outfitted in wool hats, fleece jackets under their club T-shirts, and sweatpants under their shin guards. Henry needed a haircut, his own hat discarded on the sideline bench, the wind parting his hair as he chased the ball. She wanted to yell at him to put the hat on, but that might only encourage his sudden propensity to shy away from her good-bye kisses.
She would do anything to keep her eleven-year-old in her embrace, before he was yanked into the world of cell phones, dating, and drama. Perhaps she held him with a tighter grip than her older children, but motherhood turned out to be rife with too many small sorrows for her liking.
Once he was gone, she wasn't sure what she'd have left.
Annalise winced as his kick flew past the goal and into the tangle of forest beyond the field.
His shoulders slumped.
"It's okay, buddy!" she yelled because she couldn't help herself.
"C'mon, Annalise, give me your cookie recipe." Beth Iverson, dressed for soccer in her jeans, boots, a red parka, and a hat over her short brown hair, handed Annalise the Tupperware container, now half-empty. "And I'll promise Nathan my vote."
"You'll promise him your vote anyway," Annalise said as she pinched the cover back on. "He's the only one running."
"You are not putting those away." Lorelei reached for the container to pick out a chocolate chunk cookie, then passed it again to Karin, in the front row, cheering for her daughter as she chased the ball down the field. Their club team still played co-ed. "Jerry never served us cookies."
"Or put up signs or ran ads or hosted a luncheon," Karin said. "Nathan does know that no one is running against him, right?"
"He just wants to ..." Win. For some reason, Nathan breathed and dreamed of this mayoral position. As if his entire life hinged on landing the electoral approval of the town of Deep Haven. Like he didn't already have it? "He wants to do a good job."
Apparently Annalise's role as his wife was to secure votes across Deep Haven, from the PTA to the thrift store to the soccer field. She had Election Day circled in red on her calendar in the wild hope that then the Nathan she knew might return to her instead of this man who crept into their room long after the lights dimmed, after meeting with locals and knocking on the well-worn doors of their neighbors and friends.
As if anyone in Deep Haven didn't know Nathan Decker. Or his family.
Then again, that precise fact might be what drove him. What made him stretch the hours down at the realty office and over at his mother's house, or volunteering at the care center or running the church finances, and generally serving on too many town committees.
He probably didn't even need her campaign cookies with all his activities, but that's what wives did.
They campaigned. They kept everyone's lives running.
They made sure the secrets stayed in the dark.
"Please, Annalise. Tell us your secret," Karin said, catching cookie crumbs on her hand.
For a second, the question jolted Annalise, found the last patch of guarded soil in her heart. She looked at Karin, her brain blank, and couldn't breathe. Shoot, she wasn't made of glass—no one could see inside her.
"Not until after the election," she said, and her voice sounded just fine.
"Which is Minnesotan for no." Beth shook her head. "You Deckers know how to keep us in suspense."
"Uh-oh, here comes Henry." Karin handed her the container.
Annalise watched as her son trudged to the bench, kicked it, and sat down. She reached for her bag. "I think that's our cue."
"You're leaving?" Beth asked.
"I gotta run. The auditions for Romeo and Juliet are today, and I have to take Jason some food before Colleen's game."
Please, please let him get the lead. Because it was the only chance for redemption he had after turning down a job offer at Licks and Stuff Ice Cream. Nathan was always so tied up over finances and their children's education that he'd practically demanded Jason drop out of theater and get an after-school job to help pay for college. But the kid could get a scholarship with his acting abilities. Let him land a role, and then they'd tell Nathan together.
She didn't really want to keep things from Nathan, but she didn't want to cause tension either. Besides, every marriage had secrets, right?
Like Colleen and her new boyfriend. Annalise and her sixteen-year-old daughter had a showdown ahead over that lowlife Tucker Newman. If Colleen came to her senses, Annalise wouldn't have to tell Nathan about finding them in the front seat of Tucker's Jeep parked down by the lighthouse during lunch hour on Tuesday. Really, it wouldn't do Nathan's campaign any good to appear on Tucker's doorstep, ready to tear him limb from limb.
Yes, secrets protected them. The small secrets ... and the large ones. Like the fact that "Nathan Decker for Mayor" just might get her—maybe even all of them—killed. The remote possibility hovered over her with every step Nathan took farther into the spotlight.
Okay, the very remote possibility. So remote that Annalise shrugged off the brush of fear that had traveled up her spine when Nathan announced today at breakfast that the media would be interviewing him—and her—at tomorrow's luncheon.
After all, they lived in a town of less than two thousand, in the northern tip of Minnesota. And after twenty years, she could stop looking over her shoulder.
"Of course you're taking Jason dinner. Probably some homemade energy bars or a plate of casserole you have cooking in the Crock-Pot," Beth said.
Actually, yes, but she must have frowned because Beth laughed. "You're such a curve wrecker. Can't you leave some of the all-star mothering for the rest of us?"
Annalise stared at her.
"You're at all the practices—too often with cookies. You make bread from scratch. You attend every PTA meeting, every field trip, every school party. You make the rest of us feel like we're bums when we serve a frozen pizza."
"There's nothing wrong with frozen pizza—"
Karin had turned, listening to the conversation. "When is the last time you cooked a frozen pizza?"
"I happen to like homemade—"
"And let's not talk about the Christmas decorations." This from Lorelei, who tossed her long black ponytail over her shoulder as she gathered her stadium blanket and rose from the bench. "I feel like I'm the Grinch with my wreath and twinkle lights. I think Deep Haven needs its own electrical grid just for the Decker Christmas display."
They laughed, and Annalise forced a smile. "I'm not that bad...."
Beth shook her head. "Oh, Annalise, we're just giving you a hard time. Listen, you're not bad. You're wonderful. And Nathan is a shoo-in for mayor, so please don't tempt us with cookies next week." She leaned forward and caught Annalise in a one-armed hug.
"Uh-oh. Kelli Hanson just made a beeline for Chip," Beth said, releasing her.
Annalise glanced at the field as Kelli sidled up to Beth's husband, the assistant coach, catching him in conversation. A tie-dyed bandanna caught her long cherry-red hair, the rest of it blowing in the afternoon breeze. She wore green Army pants and an oversize wool sweater, a pair of purple Converse, and looked like she might still be in high school and not married to a local landscaper. She waved to her sixth-grade daughter, Marin, playing midfield. Her son, Casey, played football for the Huskies—Annalise remembered seeing him make the front page a few times.
"I better get over there. She doesn't mean to, but she's a natural flirt, and my husband is befuddled by her."
"Kelli is a flirt?"
"I know you've only lived here for twenty years, Annalise, so you'll have to trust me—Kelli is a little bit of trouble. You know she had Casey when she was seventeen." Beth raised a perfect eyebrow. "And she has a tattoo." She leaned over to Annalise. "A tramp stamp—right here." She placed her hand at the small of her back. "That should tell you something." Beth's mouth tightened into a knot of disapproval. "I know I shouldn't be judgmental, but ... a gal can't be too careful. You might want to keep an eye on her around Nathan."
Annalise had no words for that. She'd always considered Kelli ... well, original, if not pretty. She watched Beth climb down the bleachers and jog onto the field.
Not that Nathan would notice Kelli, anyway. He barely noticed Annalise these days.
"Are you kidding? Nathan's only ever loved Annalise. I've known him since grade school, and he was a changed person when Annalise came to town. I've never seen him so happy as the day they got married." Lorelei winked at her. "They were love at first sight. A storybook romance."
Well, not really. But they had managed to build a life together. "See you all next week," Annalise said.
Sunbaked, crispy leaves tumbled along the edges of the field as she tucked the empty container into the bag, then pulled out her keys, heavy with pictures of her kids and emblems of her life—a plastic volleyball, a Decker Real Estate fob, her Java Cup discount tag.
Henry trudged by her, and she jumped off the bleachers to catch up to him.
"It's okay, Henry," Annalise said as he reached the Suburban. He opened the hatch, then slid onto the bumper and began to pull off his cleats. "You don't make every shot."
"I quit." He wiped the back of his hand across his face, leaving a trail of grime. "I hate soccer. Why did you have to sign me up?" He turned and climbed through the car, disappearing behind the backseat.
"You hate soccer? Since when?" Ten minutes ago he'd been waving for her attention on the field.
"Sheesh, Mom. Since always."
Annalise checked her watch. They had about an hour before Colleen's game. As she closed the tailgate, she glanced around the parking lot for Nathan's Ford, but clearly he hadn't been able to make it to practice. Not that she expected him, but ...
"Can you drop me off at the skateboard park?" Henry shoved his uniform into a ball in the backseat and climbed into the front.
"What about supper? You need to eat something before Colleen's game."
"I'm not hungry. Besides, Grandma always brings snacks."
"Popcorn isn't dinner." At least it shouldn't be. But even she looked forward to Helen's contraband volleyball snacks. What were grandmothers for but to spoil their grandchildren?
She often wondered how her own mother might have spoiled her kids. Would she have made them her homemade hot chocolate? Maybe the snickerdoodles that Annalise just couldn't seem to perfect?
"Fine. Buckle up."
"It's two blocks."
"I don't care. It's the law."
Henry rolled his eyes, and she quelled the urge to push his hair from his face. He looked so much like Nathan's boyhood pictures—round face, dark hair, vivid green eyes that took in the world. So much energy—just not for sports. The kid could probably win an Xbox gaming competition.
Henry also reminded her too much of her little brother, Ben.
Someday she'd love to see him again, know the man he turned out to be.
Annalise pulled into the parking lot of the skateboard park. "I'm going to get some coffee. Walk over to the school for Colleen's game. I'll meet you there. Do not go anywhere else."
"Thanks, Mom," he said as he slid out of the car. And he gave her a real smile as he tucked his skateboard under his arm.
Almost as good as a kiss.
She passed Marybeth Rose in her RAV4, dropping her daughter off at the curb for tonight's volleyball game, and lifted her hand to wave. Colleen had stayed after school to practice her serve. At least, Annalise hoped that was the truth. Just in case, she searched the parking lot for Tucker's Jeep and hated herself a little for it.
But she saw herself—too much—in Colleen, and it raised the tiny hairs on the back of her neck.
She drove down the hill toward the coffee shop, her hand closing around her phone. Maybe she should text Nathan, remind him about Colleen's game. Poor man spent most of last night going over his responses to the preposted questions for tomorrow morning's radio call-in show.
She passed houses decorated for Halloween—orange lawn bags packed with leaves, hay bales stacked in yards with stuffed scarecrows or hoboes leaning against them, a display of pumpkins. They still had weeks to go before Halloween—a holiday she'd forever been trying to get Nathan to celebrate. But their church had a moratorium against Halloween in any form and, well ... she didn't like to make trouble.
One of these days, however, she might like to dress up. Maybe as Alice in Wonderland. Days like today, she could relate to Alice.
A local had propped up a homemade sign with Go Husky Volleyball written in blue paint against the white background. A win at tonight's final regular season game would take them to the conference sectionals.
How Annalise loved volleyball nights. They helped her remember who she'd been—the good parts—and added a little flavor to their weeknights, something different from the usual dinner and homework. On every other night, for high fun, she might read a book while Nathan went over his campaign finances.
Then, if she were extra lucky, he'd come to bed the same time she did. Maybe give her a good-night kiss.
Okay, a lot of people longed for their kind of ho-hum. A life without drama. She should be thankful for a man who came home every night, lived a life of faithfulness. And just because they'd never had the type of romance with sparks, candlelight, and swooning, that didn't mean they didn't love each other. Not every marriage had to come from a romance novel.
Besides, she probably didn't have the right to long for anything more.
Yes, volleyball nights made her realize how grateful she was for all of it—her safe, ordered, happy life.
The Java Cup hosted a giant painted moose on its window—a nod toward the Moose Madness celebration this weekend. A tourist town, Deep Haven depended on visitors from the south craving fall color and perhaps a glimpse of wildlife—eagles, bears, foxes, deer, and especially moose. So the tourism board created an entire community event around the hunt for moose, including this weekend's Mad Moose community dance. This season, Indian summer eluded them, so they'd had to move their booths and outside activities to the local community center.
"What's in a Wild Moose Mocha?" Annalise said, reading the menu.
Kathy, the blonde owner, wore a fuzzy brown headband with giant moose ears. "It's a dark chocolate mocha with whip and a caramel drizzle."
"I don't know ..."
"C'mon, Annalise, you only live once."
Actually ... "Okay, yes. That. Please."
Nathan didn't need to know she was annihilating her diet. Again. Another secret kept for the sake of their happy life.
For a late afternoon, the Java Cup buzzed with conversation. She nodded to Jerry, the incumbent mayor—talking with Norm, who ran the fish place, in the corner easy chairs. At a long table sat the football coaches, Seb Brewster and Caleb Knight.
On the bulletin board, someone—possibly Nathan—had hung a Decker for Mayor pin. She'd handed them out at Nathan's booth at the Fisherman's Picnic this summer. Seeing all those faces, shaking all those hands—it made her realize just how embedded she'd become in Deep Haven.
"One Wild Moose Mocha," Kathy said and handed her the cup. "Careful, it's hot."
Annalise paid Kathy with the card on her key ring.
"See you at the game? I just love watching Colleen play. She's got a good future in Husky volleyball." Kathy handed the card back.
"She's thrilled to be a starter," Annalise said. She took her cup to the coffee counter to grab a stir stick and work in the whipped cream. Indeed, at any other school, sophomore Colleen would sit the bench until her junior year. Being in a small town gave all of them opportunities unheard of in a big city.
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Posted August 29, 2013
I really enjoyed this book. This was the second book I have read by Susan May Warren and I enjoyed this one though not as much as the first one I read. Again, because it was a fiction book, you could be fairly sure that everything was going to turn out okay in the end, but the way it turned out had a few options, and I liked how it did turn out with the whole community being willing to rally around Annalise and her family and support her.Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
Posted August 27, 2013
You Don’t Know Me, by Susan May Warren, makes me want to read all of the Deep Haven novels. I enjoyed peeking into the crevices of the witness protection program, and experienced the emotions of the main character—Annalise. I’ve read stories of wives/husbands keeping little secrets from their spouse, but this is a doozy! Not telling who you really are/were gives a unique twist to the story.
This story shines a new light on the perception that the Jones’s life is ‘perfect’. Everyone has shadows, and some are darker and deeper than others.
Susan May Warren sucked me in to this tale, made me care for the characters, and left me wanting to read more of her work. I recommend this unique and intriguing story.
Disclosure of Material Connection: I received a copy free from publisher. I was not required to write a positive review. The options I have expressed are my own. I am disclosing this in accordance with the Federal Trade Commission’s 16 CFR, Part 255
Posted August 15, 2013
Read as part of the Tyndale House summer reading program and once again not really impressed by another Susan May Warren book. It's not bad but it's not great. There is nothing that grabs me and demands I keep reading. I have to force myself to finish this author's books. Story is a little shallow, lame and nothing to get excited about.Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
Posted August 10, 2013
What a book! It is a compelling tale of love, forgiveness, grace. The characters were so real, all with their own fears, their own sins. But in the end, forgiveness brings them all together.Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
Posted July 22, 2013
Compared to the other books in this series, this wasn't my favorite. I think the ending redeemed this book, as all of the lying that most of the main characters were doing was pretty annoying. But a decent story.Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
Posted July 18, 2013
This book has a premise that is new to me, and fascinating. It follows a woman in the Witness Security program, the changes she endures, her struggles, and her concern for her family. It starts with scenes that bring up questions, then leads into great character development and surprising answers. I recommend you get the tissues ready. It seemed to go faster as I got further into the story. There is more suspense than romance, but the romance is sweet. I came to like Tucker more and more, not to mention Annalise and Nathan. I very much appreciate a clean, interesting story like this.Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
Posted July 12, 2013
Annalise Decker is a perfect little wife and mother with a HUGE secret.
No one in the little town of Deep Haven knows that she was once Deirdre O'Reilly and that she is
hiding from a dangerous criminal. Life seems great for her until her witness protection agent shows
up in town. That is when her perfect little life unravels. Of course, there's no such thing as a perfect
life as we see through the story. It seems that everyone in the family has their own secret, as well.
While I enjoyed the story, I had trouble relating to Annalise. She was a little too "together".
It seemed as though she never made a mistake until her secret came out.
I'm sorry but no one is that perfect. No one makes everything from scratch, attends every single
event in which their children are participating, volunteers in so many places, and attends all the
functions required of the wife of a man running for mayor. It's just not possible. Because of that,
I had trouble with Annalise. I can see her wanting everyone to think she was perfect and there is
nothing wrong with wanting to do all those things for your family and other.
It just didn't seem realistic.
Posted July 4, 2013
Through the story of Annalise, we get a glimpse of how difficult it must be to leave your past behind when entering the Witness Protection Program. Not only are all material possessions and job history relinquished, but family ties are severed forever. As a teenager, she goes into hiding from the gangster who beat her and left her for dead after she testified against him. She will no longer be able to connect with anyone who loves her, to seek their comfort , or to beg their forgiveness for her poor choices. Of course, this pain is matched by that of those who must now consider her dead. It is heartbreaking to read her mother’s lament when she must say goodbye forever to her troubled daughter, knowing that she will never again be able to touch her, to see her get married, or to experience the joy of any future grandchildren.
As the story opens, Annalise has lived in protective custody for twenty years and reinvented herself in her new home. She has a husband and three children who do not know anything about her past. Her new identity means living a series of lies and being in constant fear that a slip of the tongue or a photo in the newspaper will be all the bad guys need to locate her. She feels fairly happy and content with her life, but the secrets she is keeping from her family take their toll. The sage advice that secrets are like a cancer in a marriage is repeated several times, and it is apparent that the lack of honesty is hurting all of their relationships.
The author has managed to create characters about whom the reader cares and empathizes. We find the children, her husband and her mother-in-law all struggling alone with issues that reveal their very human weaknesses and result in their own secrets and deceptions. Each is looking for something to provide a sense of self-worth and belonging, and we hurt and worry with them. They each in their own way have to come to understand the message of Psalm 103---God knows everything about us and loves us anyway. Period.
Then, once we have been immersed in the lives of this family and its dynamics, the author turns everything upside down. A crisis arises to shake everyone up, to confront them with unimaginable choices, and carries us with heart-pounding suspense through the second half of the book . This is Christian suspense at its best- touching and exciting with a great ending.
Posted July 3, 2013
I had a hard time getting into this book. It took about four chapters for me to start to connect with the characters and get a feeling for what was going on. However, after that, I couldn't put it down!
What makes this book so great for me is the realness of the characters. They are flawed human beings trying to do the best they can with their pasts. They are multi-dimensional with failings and emotions and past mistakes that sometimes rear up to challenge their present happiness. They keep secrets from each other and justify them in all different kind of ways.
I love the message in the book of grace and mercy and forgiveness. The characters demonstrate God's grace and mercy through their love for each other and their dedication to their marriage vows. The love they share is not the romanticized literary version of perfect, happily-ever-after love, but of real life love where it is (sometimes) a conscious choice to show someone love through God's grace, mercy, and forgiveness.
I love it when a book makes me cry and this one did. There were surprises, suspense, unexpected twists, emotion, and redemption. What is not to like about a book that offers up all that?
Posted June 12, 2013
Deidre O'Reilly has been living peacefully in Deep Haven for 20 years as Annalise Decker until her "Uncle" Frank shows up and shatters the perfect life that she created. The man that she testified against is out of jail and looking for her.
Her mayoral candidate husband, Nathan is busy trying to redeem his family name after the actions of his father many years ago and has a hard time understanding when Annalise first tells him about her past.
Annalise is kept busy raising their three children and volunteering for everything in town. She is fearful of the path her daughter is taking, especially the boy she is hanging out with but the true qualities of the boy are revealed when it matters most.
I really enjoyed this book-it was full of suspense which made it difficult not to try and read it all at once.
Posted June 8, 2013
This is a really great book! This book is about a woman named Annalise Decker. She was formerly known as Deidre O'Reilly. She is in the Witness Security Program since she testified against a very dangerous criminal. Her life seems wonderful and she is a model wife and mother until her past comes back to haunt her. This book kept me very interested to see what was going to happen. It has a lot of adventure in it. I would recommend this book to everyone! Susan May Warren is a great writer!Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
Posted June 5, 2013
A Deep Harbor novel, "You Don't Know Me" is also a stand-alone book. (Personally I love that Susan May Warren does this, that all of the Deep Harbor books can be read without reading the others and you won't be lost - although I think it does add to the experience to have read the rest.)
Annalise Decker is a pillar in the community, a well-respected wife and involved mother who harbors a seriously deep secret - she used to be Diedre O'Reilly, a key witness whose testimony put a dangerous criminal in prison. She has been "relocated" in Deep Harbor for more than 20 years. Even her husband doesn't know her real name or anything about her past! Now, the criminal is out on bail, and is seeking revenge on the woman who put him away.
I enjoyed this book. Secrets have such painful potential, and the author illustrates well "what a tangled web we weave..." I did find myself at points saying, "Tell them already!!" because it seemed that although she was well-intentioned and wanted to protect her loved ones, in the end it caused increasing harm and confusion. I also appreciated the redemption aspect of this story. I recommend this book to all readers.
Posted June 4, 2013
Annalise is not who everyone thinks she is. She is in the Witness Security program and hiding in a small town. Even her husband and children don't know her real identity. Then the guy who threatened her years ago is out of jail and looking for her....
I really liked this book. I can't imagine taking on a whole new identity to be safe and then having to keep the secret from those you love. Good book with a good ending.
Posted May 9, 2013
WOW! Fantastic book!
This is the first book by Susan May Warren that I have ever read. I was captivated by the story before I even finished the prologue. By the time I was halfway through it I was checking to see if the library had some of her other books. I’m hooked and excited about the idea of reading everything she has written.
The character development is wonderful. The biblical insights were thought provoking. They made me think deeply about the application of New Testament teaching on how to live life and treat those we are closest to.
Posted February 22, 2013
Posted January 2, 2013
You Don’t Know Me is the sixth A Deep Haven Novel Susan May Warren has written over the years. It was much different than the first three, which were published years ago. The first three were good, but I can tell that Warren’s writing has been more finely honed since then. Which isn't at all surprising since she's a great encourager of aspiring authors like myself, going so far as to make an entire online community of Christian writers called My Book Therapy.
I haven’t read many of Warren’s books lately, but that was because I’ve been in my historical romance cocoon during the last few years trying to decide what kind of historical romance I wanted to write myself. I do like her books, and I knew going in to this blog tour that I would like whatever it was You Don’t Know Me was about strictly based on what a great story-crafter she is.
You Don’t Know Me was poignant. And even though it was a contemporary romantic suspense, it had that certain mood that I adore reading. I love it when at the beginning of a novel, you just know everything is hopeless—everything goes wrong, and it starts piling up so fast the heroine doesn’t know what to do, where to turn, how to survive. And yet, in the end—after many trials and heartaches—she gets everything she’s always wanted.
I was given a paperback copy of this book by Tyndale House in order to read and give my honest review for a LitFuse Publicity Blog Tour.
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Posted December 14, 2012
Susan May Warren writes a story about a woman in the witness protection program. It was fast easy read. Some parts were predictable but didn't hurt the story. I would recommend my friends to read this book.Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
Posted December 10, 2012
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Posted November 10, 2012
Check out the full review at Kritters Ramblings
I can honestly say that I have never read a book about someone in the Witness Protection Program and to take the viewpoint of both the member in the program and the family members they leave behind is smart and unique. As the reader, I felt that Annalise's actions and feelings were true to someone who was trying to start anew and wanting to leave her past in the past. Unfortunately for her, her past gets out of jail and wants to seek revenge.
Posted October 25, 2012
Do you know who your neighbors are? I mean, REALLY know who they are?
Susan May Warren has woven an intricate, intriguing story about a young woman, Annalise Decker, who is in the Witness Security Program after testifying again drug lord, Luis Garcia. Her life became established like any normal family life would in Deep Haven. Except she has secrets. Secrets she’s told no one, not even her husband and children. However, secrets usually come back to haunt you one way or another. This happens to Annalise when Garcia jumps parole and strikes out to find and kill her twenty years later.
Susan’s superb suspense book starts out with the typical heart-warming and sometimes tense Decker family issues ranging from cancer, other-side-of-the-track boyfriend, small family arguments, and a husband running for mayor. Nathan’s issues of trying to better himself, Annalise’s multiple activities in the community and family, children in school and doing well academically, and both Nathan and Annalise involved in campaigning for Nathan as Deep Haven’s mayor sets the typical family scene.
Enter Agent Frank Harrison, aka Uncle Frank, and typical family life flies out the door. The chatter between Frank and Annalise raises suspicions, but not enough to divulge the “secret.” Plus, the romance between Frank and Nathan’s mother, Helen Decker, has a life of its own, and Nathan isn’t so sure he likes it! It’s important that an agent stays neutral in his cases, but Frank oversteps those lines and makes a dangerous situation worse.
The author’s multiple twists keep you hanging onto your seat. You think you have it figured out, and she throws a wrench into the plot! It ain’t over till it’s over. Just the way I like a great suspense story!
The issue of God and His loving care is carried through the doubts of Annalise as things keep falling apart. Will she learn to accept God’s love despite the circumstances? She’s been running and hiding for years. Will she run again when the Garcia gets close? Or will she trust God, her agent and her family? You can find out by picking up Susan’s book, You Don’t Know Me. A suspense and romance reader’s delight!
This book was provided free by Amy Lathrop of Liftfuse Publicity Group in exchange for my honest review. No monetary compensation was exchanged.