one always like another.

 Previously in the year my teacher Mr.Kain addressed the fact that books seem to play off one another. Each story is a retelling of another. The book I've recently finished is called The Land of the Living, by Nicci French. A girl named Abbie who went through traumatizing events tries to get back on her feet. With every step she takes is the memory of what happened to her in that dark cellar. The man is out there someone trying to find her, trying to kill her. Although Abbie remembers the man who hurt her she can't remember any of the days leading up to her capture. Will little previous evidence her detective Inspector Cross can't tell if everything she says is made up or not. With Abbie back tracking her steps she finds clues, with each clue she contacts Mr. Cross. He doesn't check up on what she says instead he lets it play out. He waits, and waits. Until the day Abbie runs away and finds a girl named Sarah who is captured and treated the same way she had been. Sounds like The Boy who Cried Wolf if you ask me. The boy always says a wolf is coming. Once people can't trust you fully why should they trust you now? If you were in Mr.Cross's position would you take Abbie's thoughts into consideration?