What I didn’t: I had heard and read so many grand reviews about this book, some from friends and some from celebrities. I was led to believe The Girl on the Train was the next Gone Girl. I believe these raving reviews actually set me up for disappointment, because my expectations were set very high, and they were only met about half way.
The book’s conclusion is gripping, but it took me some time to get interested. Without giving way any spoilers, to me, the beginning of the book seemed to be about a desperate girl, riding a train every day, with a bottle booze always in hand. There wasn’t much action or page-turning cliff hangers for some time. I found myself getting increasingly agitated after Rachel, the main character, would fall off the wagon, get drunk, and forget details that seemed highly pertinent to the story. Eventually, I became accustomed to this trend and tried to focus more of my attention to the clues and story at hand.