


Carl and Mark are both strangers even, or especially, to those who know them. Gray is the quintessential teenage boy, finding himself, but lonely and adrift in the way only teenagers can be.

Lily as the recent immigrant is strange to everyone around her. Frank, by virtue of having no idea of who he is, is quiet literally a stranger to everyone, including himself. Alice is a refugee to Ridinghouse Bay, seeking quiet and solitude after a tumultuous life (both generally and romantically). Can we retire comparing books to those two yet? Take heart, you too can love this book if you hated those.) Strangers and Being Found (Both books, by the way, that I absolutely hated. Will Lily find her husband and, if so, what will happen to her? Will Alice wind up with Frank? In fact, Jewell does such an excellent job putting her characters forefront that the twist was all the more shocking for its darkness-I had almost forgotten I was reading a book that had been compared to The Girl on the Train and Gone Girl. It is one of the main strengths of this book that Jewell develops her characters so compellingly that even outside of the mystery and the twist, the reader is hooked by the relationships. This structure could be listless and dragging if Jewell hadn’t developed her characters with such depth that I felt compelled to find out what happened to them. I Found You has an interesting structure in that while it is a mystery/thriller, the twist is revealed well before the end of the book, leaving over an hour of the recording (I listened to this one on audiobook) to wrap up. Interspersed with the modern story is the tale of Gray and Kirsty, a teenage brother and sister on summer holiday who meet and fall into the web of Mark, a boy more complicated than anyone realizes. Put off by the police, Lily takes matters into her own hands, looking for her husband while simultaneously navigating her new world of London with its unusual inhabitants. Simultaneously, Ukranian Lily Monrose, the twenty-one year old newly-arrived bride of Carl, is reporting her husband missing. Against her better judgment and the judgment of her neighbors, Alice takes him in, slowly coming to love the man before her, even as they both strive to find out who that is exactly. The man, named “Frank” by the youngest of Alice’s three children, has lost himself-his name, his place, his past. On a rainy afternoon Alice comes across a man on her beach.

She wants to keep the key to the door of this life she has had such a small taste of…
