<p><b>''Dazzlingly creepy storytelling, reminiscent of NOTES ON A SCANDAL'' <i>Grazia </i></b><br><b><br>''A short, bracing shock of a novel, easily gulped down in one sitting'' <i>Metro</i><br></b><br><b>''Written with a precise, sinister elegance, this is a gripping portrait of one woman''s descent into madness'' <i>Heat</i></b><br><br>The Professor lives in Brooklyn; her partner Nathan left her when she couldn''t have a baby. All she has now is her dead-end teaching job, her ramshackle apartment, and Nathan''s old moggy, Cat. Who she doesn''t even like.<br><br>The Actress lives a few doors down. She''s famous and beautiful, with auburn hair, perfect skin, a lovely smile. She''s got children - a baby, even. And a husband who seems to adore her. She leaves her windows open, even at night.<br><br>There''s no harm, the Professor thinks, in looking in through the illuminated glass at that shiny, happy family, fantasizing about them, drawing ever closer to the actress herself. Or is there