“Four minutes. That’s all it took to steal a child.
A lollipop, a Santa Suit, and two hundred forty seconds”.
Three days before Christmas... in the busy Seattle market, Marin Machado let go of her 4-year old son’s hand...
Sixteen months later....
“They say if a missing child Sebastian’s age isn’t found within 24 hours of his disappearance, chances are he never will be”.
It’s been 485 days since Marin and Derek lost their 4 year old son, Sebastian.
“Marin needed to stay home and fall apart, which she did, for months until Derek and her therapist suggested it was time for her to go back to work”.
Minor celebrities came into Marin’s salon - they paid $600 an hour to have their hair done personally by “Marin Machado of Marin Machado Salon & Spa”.
Marin owned three salons.
Police had no solid information.
The stranger who took Sebastian, ‘Bash’, was a kidnapper. There was no certainty about whether or not it was planned in advance, or not. There was also no evidence to suggest that the person who took Sebastian was a friend or acquaintance of the family.
The Santa costume, was denoted the persons intent to steal a child— possibly any child from a busy store.
Marin attended group therapy once a week. Those who attended all had missing kids. Group therapy was very different than ‘one-on-one’ therapy.
It was the one place where Marin could feel as miserable as she needed without feeling a need to apologize for it. The other people in the room were more miserable than she was.
Marin’s best friend, Sal
Palermo, described going to group as an act of self-flagellation. Marin didn’t think he was wrong. Some nights, it was exactly what she needed.
“One year, three months, and twenty-two
days ago was the worst day of her life”.
Police still had no leads...
Marin and her husband Derek were living parallel lives, side by side for the most part, but never converging.
Derek was a CEO of a health food chain. He traveled for work....more often since his son disappeared.
Dr. Chen was Marin’s private therapist.
He was soothing, understanding, easy to talk to—all the things a therapist should be -but Marin was not sure she wanted to go back. Therapy was hard work. However, she finally told Dr. Chen her secret:
.... there were more secrets....
... and twists
... and turns
... and surprises
... THE SURPRISES were really surprising.
Marin hired private investigator, Vanessa Castro...(she never told her husband, Derek).
The first important news that Vanessa had for Marin, was ‘important’, but it wasn’t about her son.
Questions started race through my head early on...
but I never had this book figured out.
“A strange thing happens when you’re going through something terrible. It’s as if your body and mind separate, and you cease to become a whole person”.
A little fun...
Try untangling these words to figure out all the “Little Secrets”.....
Cracker crumbs, milk stains, Lego pieces, celebrities, coffee, mochaccinos, hipster professionals, Oxy and Vicodin, amaretto sours, gummy bear edibles, friends es, Big Macs, ramen noodles, avocado toast, tacos, roasted brussels sprouts cooked with bacon and smothered in Parmesan cheese, Instagram photos, an obnoxiously expensive Maserati, etc. etc etc.....
Can’t do it... can you? 🧐
GREAT THRILLER!
Thank you Saint Martin’s Press, Netgalley, and the very talented Jennifer Hillier.