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NOW A MAJOR BBC DRAMAA SUNDAY TIMES TOP FIVE BESTSELLERhow do you solve a mystery when you can't remember the clues?Maud is forgetful. She makes a cup of tea and doesn't remember to drink it. She goes to the shops and forgets why she went. Sometimes her home is unrecognizable - or her daughter Helen seems a total stranger.But there's one thing Maud is sure of: her friend Elizabeth is missing. The note in her pocket tells her so. And no matter who tells her to stop going on about it, to leave it alone, to shut up, Maud will get to the bottom of it.Because somewhere in Maud's damaged mind lies the answer to an unsolved seventy-year-old mystery. One everyone has forgotten about.Everyone, except Maud . . .Winner of the Costa First Novel AwardShortlisted for National Book Awards Popular Fiction BookShortlisted for National Book Awards New Writer of the YearLonglisted for the Dylan Thomas PrizeLonglisted for the Baileys Prize for Women's Fiction'A thrillingly assured, haunting and unsettling novel, I read it at a gulp' Deborah Moggach, author of The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel'Elizabeth Is Missing will stir and shake you: the most likeably unreliable of narrators, real mystery at its compassionate core...' Emma Donoghue, author of Room'Resembling a version of Memento written by Alan Bennett' Daily Telegraph'One of those mythical beasts, the book you cannot put down' Jonathan Coe, author of The Rotters Club'Every bit as compelling as the frenzied hype suggests. Gripping, haunting' Observer

FROM THE MULTI-MILLION COPY BESTSELLING AUTHOR OF ELIZABETH IS MISSINGAVAILABLE TO PRE-ORDER NOWAll Liam ever wanted was to help Cassie reach her full potential; to push her body to new extremes. Exercise, determination, being the optimum versions of themselves together forever. And Liam always knew what was best.Nothing could break their intense love

FROM THE MULTI-MILLION COPY BESTSELLING AUTHOR OF ELIZABETH IS MISSINGAVAILABLE TO PRE-ORDER NOWFinally, this felt like revenge. I was out of the labyrinth, it was all a memory, no map needed. I could enjoy the scenery. Enjoy looking. So I looked. The tautening skin, the stirring muscles, those green eyes, vibrant despite their sightlessness. I stared at him as if he were a picture. I stared at him the way women never get to stare at men: without fear. ***PRAISE FOR EMMA HEALEY'S ELIZABETH IS MISSING'Every bit as compelling as the frenzied hype suggests. Gripping, haunting'OBSERVER'A riveting psychological thriller'STYLIST'Utterly compelling'ROSAMUND LUPTON'Will stir and shake you: the most likeably unreliable of narrators,real mystery at its compassionate core'EMMA DONOGHUE'A thrillingly assured, haunting and unsettling novel, I read it at a gulp'DEBORAH MOGGACH