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com/ajfinnbooks/) psychological crime thriller the woman in the window (https://www.amazon.com/
1534887609&sr=8-1) on January 2, 2018 with book designed by Bonni Leon-Berman (https://www.facebook.com/
She is an alcoholic, a drug addict, and suffers from PTSD, panic attacks, anxiety attacks, depression, survivor’s guilt, trauma, terror, and she is an agoraphobia, which makes her a recluse and a prisoner in her own millions dollar four-story brownstone, facing Gramercy Park in Manhattan. (Below)
kitchen and bath being rented by the young, mysterious, attractive David. His main job is to look after her,
and do chores that require going outside; First Floor fully furnished kitchen, tomato red
bathroom, and living room with a door that leads to the patio garden where a young ash tree grows fully in the far corner; Second floor consists of the library and Anna’s office which includes the blue heavenly
rapture half bath; Third Floor consists of the master bedroom, master bath, guest bedroom and en-suite; and Fourth Floor is her daughter’s bedroom and guest bedroom.
the inhabitants of the five townhouses she spies via her Nikon D5500 with Opteka lens camera. And what she doesn’t observe
through that Opteka lens, Anna utilizes the best computer technology to discover personal histories about her neighbors, ex-friends, and ex-coworkers – their financial records, their personal lives, their career lives, and their past and present residences. She is the modern day detective and the reader has to admit – Anna Fox has the gift.
When not communicating with Ed and Olivia, Anna still has a regular routine. She gets up at 11 a.m. and drinks dark red merlot all day and all night. She also takes her rainbow collection of prescribed medication, more than
she can count with two hands, daily – but not following the directions – sometimes twice too much, sometimes triple too much, and other times she just grabs a handful and pops it in her mouth and swallows with her merlot, that dark red wine
that she orders in bulk once a month. She spends time on her computer in chat rooms with other individuals who
have mental issues particularly issues of Agoraphobia, and she experiences affirmation when she gives them advice. She also takes her daily on-line French lessons and chess lessons and gives her cat Punch plenty of attention.
Gaslight, Gentlemen Prefer Blondes, Holmes, Jude the Obscure, Le Boucher, Les Diaboliques, Midnight Lace, Ministry of Fear, Murder My Sweet, Niagara, Night and the City, Night Must Fall, Out of the Past, Rear
Soon the movies become more than just her religion but her way of communicating with other people and her new language. This new communication and new language appears at first to be a fantasy world that Anna
lives in but then something happens and it all begins with her new neighbors – the Russell Family (Alistair and Jane Russell
and their teenage son Ethan) who paid $3.45 million for their brownstone, located at number 207, and moved in around Halloween.
More importantly the Russell brownstone becomes the one family Anna spies on the most – to the point it becomes an
obsession. Soon the obsession turns into personal knowledge when an incident on Halloween day leads Jane Russell to Anna’s door rescuing her from an anxiety attack.
This incident makes Anna even more interested in the mysterious Jane Russell and on November 2 she finds herself looking through her
Anna immediately runs into the shadows of her own stairwell feeling ashamed, exposed, displayed, no longer hidden, embarrassed, and no longer safe.
It is the mysterious Jane and Anna invites her in and for the next two and a half hours the two women commune together over wine, brandy, cigarettes, playing chess, and talking about their lives. Anna even gives her a tour of the four-story brownstone that she’s been
unable to leave for the past eleven months.
Then on Wednesday November 3 Anna hears a blood- curdling scream far more
terrifying than the screams from her movies that she had planned to watch that night Rope, Strangers on a Train, North By Northwest, or The Lady Vanishes.
I spin toward the kitchen windows.
The room is silent. My heart drums.
And then again, dredged from the deep, shredding the air, full-blooded and frenzied: the scream. Coming from number 207. The parlor windows gape, the curtains restless in the breeze.
canisters of pills for her dinner while watching Dark Passage over and over again and taking naps (or falling in and out of consciousness) throughout. She also takes time to look through the lens at number 207.
Now the blood surges up to her throat, washes it with red. Her mouth has gone slack; her brow is creased, as
though she’s confused. She grips the hilt with one hand, limply. With the other she reaches out, her fingers aimed toward the window.
seems to take her seriously. Some think she’s had some kind of hallucination, others think she’s in a fantasy world, others think she’s seeking attention, and with all of these voices unified in telling her she imagined things Anna
begins to wonder just how sane or insane she is. Soon she is on the search not only for the truth but also for the one true Anna – and both quests are terrifying keeping the reader grasping for breath until the last page is read.