About this book…
We all make mistakes. Moments that change us and the path we are on irrevocably.
For Rachel Allen it was the moment that she let her son’s hand slip from hers. For Danny Simpson and Graham Harris it was the moment one of them took it.
Seven years ago Danny and Graham were just children themselves, angry, marginalized and unguided. That was, until they committed a crime so heinous that three families were left devastated. They were no longer just boys. They were monsters.
Released from juvenile detention, it is time for the boys, now men, to start again; new names, new people. But they can never escape who they are or what they did. And their own families, now notorious; the Allens, destroyed with grief; and the country at large have never been able to forget.
They will always be running. They will always be hiding. But are some mistakes too large, the ripples to far reaching, to outrun forever?
I have to admit to struggling with this book but I’m not sure whether my own feelings about the subject matter tainted what I was reading. This is such a difficult and horrific fictional account of the murder of a 3 year old boy by two 11 year old boys but, despite it being set in Australia, it still followed far too close to a real life UK crime that it made me feel particularly squeamish and uncomfortable. Normally I do like this type of storyline, a particularly good example is The Wicked Girls by Alex Marwood which I loved but I just didn’t get that feeling here.
This is the story of Danny and Graham who committed an awful crime at the age of 11. As the crime has had far reaching consequences it also follows Rachel who’s son was murdered and how she is dealing with her emotions as a mother to her other children. Benjamin’s dad just wants to find the boys now that they have been released from prison and it is an all consuming passion to work out where they are now and what they look like. We see the affects on the boys families as well. How do you cope as a parent if your child has murdered another? Do you have to take some of that blame on your own shoulders? We are back in my favourite territory here of “nurture vs nature” and how 2 individuals can spark off something in the other that is dormant, waiting for that other person, that “reflection in the mirror” to complete a match made in hell.
Jane Jago is a fantastic writer who can spark an emotional response in her readers and I would love to read more of her work. This one just bothered me a little bit purely because of that connection, it made me feel uncomfortable as it was just a little bit too close to home for my liking.
I received a copy of this book via netgalley in return for an unbiased review.
The Wrong Hand is out in e-book on 30th June and is available to buy here at Amazon UK