Paula Hawkins - Into the Water

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‘Julia, it’s me. I need you to call me back. Please, Julia. It’s important …’ In the last days before her death, Nel Abbott called her sister.
Jules didn’t pick up the phone, ignoring her plea for help.
Now Nel is dead. They say she jumped. And Jules has been dragged back to the one place she hoped she had escaped for good, to care for the teenage girl her sister left behind.
But Jules is afraid. So afraid. Of her long-buried memories, of the old Mill House, of knowing that Nel would never have jumped.
And most of all she’s afraid of the water, and the place they call the Drowning Pool …
With the same propulsive writing and acute understanding of human instincts that captivated millions of readers around the world in her explosive debut thriller,
, Paula Hawkins delivers an urgent, satisfying read that hinges on the stories we tell about our pasts and their power to destroy the lives we live now.

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‘That’s what all parents think,’ he said quietly, ‘and I’m afraid all parents are wrong.’

Louise didn’t see the counsellor again after that, but the damage had been done. A fissure had opened and guilt seeped through, a trickle at first and then a flood. She didn’t know her daughter. That was why the necklace bothered her so much, not just because it came from Lena, but because it became a symbol for everything she didn’t know about her daughter’s life. The more she thought about that, the more she blamed herself: for being too busy, for focusing too much on Josh, for failing so completely to protect her child.

The tide of guilt rose and rose and there was only one way to keep her head above it, to keep from drowning, and that was to find a reason, to point to it, to say, There . That was it. Her daughter made a senseless choice, but pockets filled with stones and hands grasping flowers: the choice had context. The context was provided by Nel Abbott.

Louise placed the black suitcase on the bed, opened the wardrobe and began to slip Katie’s clothes off their hangers: her bright T-shirts, her summer dresses, the shocking-pink hoodie she wore all last winter. Her vision blurred and she tried to think of something to stop the tears coming, she tried to find some image on which to fix her mind’s eye, and so she thought of Nel’s body, broken in the water, and she took what comfort she could from that.

Sean

I WAS ROUSED by the sound of a woman calling out, a desperate, faraway sound. I thought I must have dreamed it, but then I was jolted awake by banging, loud and close and intrusive and real. There was someone at the front door.

I dressed quickly and ran downstairs, glancing at the clock in the kitchen as I passed. It was only just after midnight – I couldn’t have been sleeping for more than half an hour. The hammering at the door persisted and I could hear a woman calling my name, a voice I knew but for a moment couldn’t place. I opened the door.

‘Do you see this?’ Louise Whittaker was shouting at me, red-faced and furious. ‘I told you, Sean! I told you there was something going on!’ The this to which she referred was an orange plastic vial, the sort you get prescription drugs in, and on the side there was a label, with a name. Danielle Abbott. ‘I told you!’ she said again, and then she burst into tears. I ushered her inside – too late. Before I closed the kitchen door I saw a light go on in the upstairs bedroom of my father’s house.

It took quite a while to understand what Louise was telling me. She was hysterical, her sentences running into each other and making no sense. I had to tease the information out of her gradually, one gulping, breathless, furious phrase at a time. They had decided at last to put the house on the market. Before viewings could start, she needed to clear out Katie’s bedroom. She wasn’t having strangers tramping through there, touching her things. She had made a start on it that afternoon. While she was packing away Katie’s clothes she had found the orange vial. She’d been removing a coat from a hanger, the green one, one of Katie’s favourites. She’d heard a rattling noise. She’d slipped her hand into the pocket and discovered the bottle of pills. She was shocked, even more so when she saw that the name on the bottle was Nel’s. She had never heard of the drug – Rimato – before, but she looked it up on the internet and discovered that it was a kind of diet pill. The pills are not legally available in the UK. Studies in the United States have linked their use to depression and suicidal thoughts.

‘You missed it!’ she cried. ‘You told me she had nothing in her blood. You said Nel Abbott had nothing to do with it. But here,’ she banged her fist on the table, making the vial jump into the air, ‘see! She was supplying my daughter with drugs, with dangerous drugs. And you let her get away with it.’

It was strange, but all the time she was saying this, attacking me, I felt relieved. Because now there was a reason. If Nel had supplied Katie with drugs, then we could point to that, and say, Look, there, that’s why it happened. That’s why a brilliant, happy young girl lost her life. That’s why two women lost their lives.

It was comforting, but it was also a lie. I knew it was a lie. ‘Her blood tests were negative, Louise,’ I said. ‘I don’t know how long this … this Rimato? I’ve no idea how long it stays in the system. We’ve no idea if this even is Rimato, but …’ I got to my feet, fetched a plastic sandwich bag from the kitchen drawer and held it out to Louise. She picked the vial up from the table and dropped it into the bag. I sealed it up. ‘We can find out.’

‘And then we’ll know,’ she said, gulping for air again.

The truth was, we wouldn’t know. Even if there were traces of a drug in her system, even if there was something that had been missed, it wouldn’t tell us anything definitive.

‘I know it’s too late,’ Louise was saying, ‘but I want this to be known. I want everyone to know what Nel Abbott did – Christ, she might have given pills to other girls … You need to speak to your wife about this – as head teacher, she should know someone’s selling this shit in her school. You need to search the lockers, you need—’

‘Louise,’ I sat down at her side, ‘slow down. Of course we’ll take this seriously – we will – but we have no way of knowing how this bottle came into Katie’s possession. It’s possible that Nel Abbott purchased the pills for her own use …’

‘And what? What are you saying? That Katie stole them? How dare you even suggest that, Sean! You knew her—’

The kitchen door rattled – it sticks, especially after rain – and flew open. It was Helen, looking dishevelled in tracksuit bottoms and a T-shirt, her hair uncombed. ‘What’s going on? Louise, what’s happened?’

Louise shook her head, but said nothing. She covered her face with her hands.

I got to my feet and spoke to Helen. ‘You should go on up to bed,’ I said, keeping my voice low. ‘There’s nothing to worry about.’

‘But—’

‘I just need to chat to Louise for a bit. It’s all right. You go on upstairs.’

‘All right,’ she said warily, glancing down at the woman sobbing quietly at our kitchen table. ‘If you’re sure …’

‘I am.’

Helen slipped quietly out of the kitchen, closing the door behind her as she left. Louise wiped her eyes. She was looking at me oddly, wondering, I suppose, where Helen had been. I could have explained: she doesn’t sleep well, my father’s an insomniac too, sometimes they sit up together, do crosswords, listen to the radio. I could have explained, but the prospect felt tiring all of a sudden, so instead I said, ‘I don’t think Katie stole anything, Louise. Of course I don’t. But she might have … I don’t know, picked them up absent-mindedly. She might have been curious. You say they were in a coat pocket? Perhaps she picked them up and then forgot about them.’

‘My daughter didn’t take things from other people’s homes,’ Louise replied sourly, and I nodded. No point arguing this one.

‘I’ll look into it, first thing tomorrow. I’ll have these sent to the labs, and we’ll look at Katie’s blood tests again. If I missed something, Louise …’

She shook her head. ‘I know it doesn’t change anything. I know it won’t bring her back,’ she said quietly. ‘It would just help me. To understand.’

‘I see that. Of course I do. Would you like me to drive you home?’ I asked her. ‘I can bring your car over in the morning.’

She shook her head again and gave me a shaky smile. ‘I’m OK,’ she said. ‘Thank you.’

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