Local Girl Missing is the second novel from author Claire Douglas whose first, The Sisters, received the Marie Claire Debut Novel Award in 2013. Despite the unprepossessing title which does nothing to whet the appetite, I was interested by the premise of a woman returning to her home town to confront the demons after her best friend went missing eighteen-years-ago. The discovery of twenty-one-year old Sophie Collier's trainer quickly caused the public to lose interest in her disappearance, only to be replaced by a popular belief that a drunken Sophie was swept away by the Bristol Channel. Eighteen-years-later a somewhat reinvented Francesca Howe is contacted out of the blue by Sophie's older brother, Daniel, and she knows that this can only be for one reason. Human remains have been found, Daniel is due to identify them and he reveals something that was never spoken of before... that Sophie was jittery, anxious and told him that somebody was out to get her ahead of her last days. Having never told Frankie (as she was known as a teen), Daniel says the police dismissed his claims but he wants to discover and confront the truth surrounding his sisters demise.
Coming at a time of emotional upheaval, unwilling to terminate a floundering relationship and trying to ignore her dad's stroke and ailing recovery, Frankie reluctantly revisits the down at heel town of Oldcliffe-on-Sea. The premise itself though doesn't make clear that Frankie and Sophie both had secrets of their own and the best friends are forever bound by one dramatic event in their lives... When Daniel moots his opinion that Sophie could have been intentionally pushed and killed that night, it falls to Frankie to choose whether to enlighten him or not as to the long held secret. Soon confronted by a series of threatening notes on her return to Oldcliffe-on-Sea, it seems that someone else knows this hidden secret and it holds the key to revealing just what did happen to Sophie Rose Collier. Readers learn of the actual events at approximately a quarter of the way through this novel, but attempts to disguise it are thinly veiled from the start. Frankie is left with little choice but to confide in Daniel as it becomes a matter of delicately seeing who knows the sworn secret and might therefore have had reason to murder Sophie. However, what quickly becomes clear is that Frankie can ill afford to trust anyone, even Daniel, after a series of unsettling incidents compound her fears.
Nearly two decades on from Sophie's presumed death, Fran Howe seems to live a charmed life with a three-storey Islington townhouse, a Range Rover and running the family hotel chain business with her parents semi-retired. Still as insecure as her teenage days she runs her life to precision and is the buttoned-up stiff-upper-lip woman who has tried to leave her past behind. Involved in an relationship with builder, Mike, that she knows is on the slide, with a divorce and failure to conceive along the way, neither the friends or lovers in her past have ever be told of Sophie, the best friend of her childhood days. Tightly wound Fran is all about making the right impression, and whilst she attests that Mike doesn't really have the emotional capacity to cope with her issues, I must say that I think much of that is due to her unwillingness to reveal her true nature. Fran is the character that I found most baffling, as she is at times clearly an unreliable narrator, simply choosing not to be open about things, at other times making blatantly contradictory decisions meaning everything seems like a subtle game of emotional blackmail and manipulation. I felt none the wiser of Frankie's true feelings for any of the male characters in Local Girl Missing as she seemed to change her mind as to who was her 'one true love' like the wind, but really simply seems to crave attention. Trawling back through the lives and loves of two girls with dreams of escaping their home town, Douglas serves up a tale of a bitchy female friendship. I think in modern day parlance the term du jour is 'frenemy' and most of the revelations revolve around the "who snogged who" variety of a YA novel.
A central focus for Local Girl Missing considers the class differences and the social divide that separated the comfortable and upwardly mobile Howe family from the rest of the cast. Clearly the subject of some enmity amongst her peers, the inherent differences and prevailing cultures of the working class estate dwelling teens are well observed and the grudges that are exhibited in twenty-one-year old Sophie's diary seem no less engrained in the town some eighteen-years later. The diary extracts from Sophie at the time of her 1997 disappearance were more believable than the delivery by Frankie, giving an insight into the home life and the sparky personality for which she was known. Frankie was a little bland and even at highly wrought emotional moments she never really demonstrated any passionate or charged dialogue.
Whilst this was an undemanding read and I never had a problem staying with the story, it never really exerted the 'grip' that is so essential with a psychological thriller and left me feeling fairly flat. Aimed at the lightweight end of the psychological thriller market I thought much more could have been made of the small town atmosphere because it never really felt sufficiently ominous or creepy to me. In saying that, I didn't trust a single character in Local Girl Missing which shows that it did achieve some of the unsettling suspense that Douglas intended, with credible suspicion jumping between characters. A mediocre novel which left a so-so impression on me, with a better ear for dialogue and more focus on creating characters whose motives are credible, Local Girl Missing could have been drastically improved. Admittedly, some of the twists were well disguised and a genuine surprise, but I felt that pretty early on I knew where this was headed and was proved correct. In conclusion, not a bad read by any means, Local Girl Missing easily holds the attention and got off to a promising start but the final twists detracted from my overall impression. As is so often the case, the necessity to go that extra mile and blow the whole thing out of the water undermines the solid work of Douglas up to that point.