Ava Church Garrison, once a force to be reckoned with in the
world of finance is now a broken shell of her former self.
Ever since her 2 year old son, Noah, was kidnapped 2 years
ago, Ava has been teetering on the brink of madness. She
dreams of him, hears him calling to her in the night, and
even sees him. Although Ava knows it's impossible, she can't
help but respond to the cries and the visions. This makes
her seem even crazier to everyone that knows her.
Living in a huge old house with only relatives and staff,
Ava doesn't know who to trust. Her husband, Wyatt, doesn't
seem to be the doting husband he should be. In fact, he
might even be having an affair with her psychologist,
Evelyn. Her wheel chair bound cousin, Jewel-Anne, is
secretive and very odd with obsession of dolls and Elvis
Presley music. Of course, she blames Ava for the accident
that put her in the wheel chair. Then, there's Khloe, her
best friend for years, the woman that also served as Noah's
nanny at the time he was kidnapped. Can Ava really trust
her, either?
The night that Ava dives into the icy ocean after seeing a
vision of Noah doing the same, she's rescued by Austin Dern,
a man that Wyatt hired to help out with the animals on the
island. Almost instantly, Ava realizes that there's much
more to Austin than at first glance. He also looks familiar
to her but she can't place why.
As Ava realizes that she's the only person left that truly
believes she can find her son, some of her former strength
starts to return to her. She begins her own investigation
into her son's disappearance. While she's not coming up with
a lot of clues, her fuzzy memory of the past slowly begins
to come back to her in bits and pieces. Everything is still
very murky but she remembers enough to know that someone is
trying to drive her mad.
Ava starts to unravel some things that may lead her to Noah
but, as she does, people close to her begin turning up
murdered. Is someone trying to make Ava seem like a
murderer? Or will someone go to any lengths to keep Ava from
remembering the past and finding out the secret to what
happened to her son that long ago night? Ava finds an
unlikely ally in Austin Dern as well as an attraction that
she feels she has no business acknowledging.
Lisa Jackson has long been a huge favorite of mine when it
comes to authors. YOU DON'T WANT TO KNOW is another in a
very long line of nerve jangling, mysterious books that she
can proudly lay claim to writing. This one holds some
secrets that you're not going to figure out until Ms.
Jackson is ready for you to. It's a spooky ride through a
house of horrors and one that you'll love every minute of!
In Ava's dreams, her son, Noah, looks just the way she
remembers him: a sweet two-year-old in rolled-up jeans and a
red sweatshirt. When Ava wakes, the agonizing truth hits her
all over again. Noah went missing two years ago, and his
body has never been found. Almost everyone, including Ava's
semi-estranged husband, Wyatt, assumes the boy drowned after
falling off the dock near their Church Island home.
Ava has spent most of the past two years in and out of
Seattle mental institutions, shattered by grief and unable
to recall the details of Noah's disappearance. Now she's
back at Neptune's Gate, the family estate she once intended
to restore to its former grandeur. Slowly, her strength is
returning. But as Ava's mind comes back into focus, her
suspicions grow. Despite their apparent concern, Ava can't
shake the feeling that her family, and her psychologist,
know more than they're saying. But are they really worried
for her well-being—or anxious about what she might
discover?
Unwilling to trust those around her, Ava secretly visits a
hypnotist to try and restore her memories. But the strange
visions and night terrors keep getting worse. Ava is sure
she's heard Noah crying in the nursery, and glimpsed him
walking near the dock. Is she losing her mind, or is Noah
still alive? Ava won't stop until she gets answers, but the
truth is more dangerous than she can imagine. And the price
may be more than she ever thought to pay...
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