The Night Guest opens with an old, kind (and slightly doddering) widow named Ruth awakening during the night, convinced there is a tiger roaming her isolated island house. Seemingly unrelated, a supposed government health-care worker shows up the next day, unexplained and unannounced, willing to take care of Ruth. But why?

Night Guest was a good story, but not nearly as enchanting as I wanted it to be. The middle of the book dragged, though I hate saying that without a clear idea of what could have picked it up a bit. I suppose my biggest complaint was that I wanted it to be more The Tiger’s Wife meets Mr. Pettigrew’s Last Stand, only it fell short. Still a good story if you can temper your expectations. 3 of 5 stars.