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Audiobook Review

The Girl Upstairs

Georgina Lees
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average rating is 5 out of 5
average rating is 5 out of 5

Excellent, Unforgettable, Best of the nest

Very good, thoroughly enjoyed, 

Good, Solid, Enjoyed many aspects


Utterly Engrossing Mystery


💛 The cover made me think thriller, but this is definitely more mystery. It’s about the discrepancy between perception and reality and the pitfalls in judging people. And I am HERE for it.

💚 The central characters, Suzie and Emily, are complicated and nuanced and thoroughly likable. Both start off as simple stereotypes based on the cursory opinions they had of each other. But after Emily goes missing, the missing details unfurl bit by bit to reveal so much more, all in time with the pace of Suzie’s search for her.

💙 This is a “The Girl” book by title, but genre-wise it doesn’t sit with the one “on the train” or the one “before”. I’d agree with the publisher’s comparison to Lisa Jewell, especially to her books The Girls and The House We Grew Up In in terms of tone.

Big thanks to NetGalley and HarperCollins UK Audio for providing me with an ALC in return for an honest review.


🎧 I basically listened to this in a day. I couldn’t get enough. It’s easy to digest and follow so it’s perfect for a commute or while doing other things. Meg Travers is understated in her performance, which I found refreshing for this genre. It gave me leeway to impose my own views on characters, while still conveying emotion.


There were twists and turns, but this wasn't a gotcha book for me, I guessed the plot quite early on. I kept going because I was invested in the characters. I particularly like the full circle-ness of Ben's death possibly also being connected to Mark.
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The Girl Upstairs


How well do you know your neighbour?

Would you trust them with your life?

I heard Emily before I saw her. The harsh smack of heels against cheap wooden floorboards. The loud phone calls. The incessant music.

I knew Emily before I met her. Discarded receipts in our communal hallway. Sticky leftovers in the shared food waste bin. Wine shop vouchers in the letterbox.

Now she’s gone missing, and I’m the only one who can find her. The only one who can save her.

Because I know her best, and I heard everything.
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