The Lies We Told, by Diane Chamberlain

liesI’m honestly not sure how to summarize this book. The back of the book description gives away nearly everything from beginning to end, all but one secret, but I can’t think of any way to describe this other than by telling the whole story, either. I guess I’ll just have to say it’s about two sisters, Rebecca and Maya, who witnessed their parents’ murder when they were teens, and the way their lives go as adults. But even that misrepresents the book, because it really has very little to do with the murders, and more to do with their lives as two different physicians and what happens to them when they’re working on a disaster-relief assignment. Already that gives away more than half the plot. Sigh.

I accepted this book for review, thinking that the publisher description was telling me the setup of the book (as it does for most books). I expected most of the book to deal with the fallout from this setup. The fallout is what interested me. Instead, the publisher description tells me everything except one secret, which is revealed in the last couple chapters of the book. Therefore when I read the book, it felt like an extremely long expansion of the summary, while the end was hastily thrown together and had a very abrupt switch-to-epilogue last minute. Everything I’d wanted to know from this book, the whole reason I accepted it for review, was wrapped up in two pages of epilogue. That was really disappointing.

That’s not to say The Lies We Told wasn’t well-written. It did fine on that point. I personally didn’t like Rebecca or the sections that dealt with her, but I did like Maya and what she discovered during the disaster. The last part of the book, where the one secret I hadn’t been told was revealed, was interesting, but I do wish it hadn’t been so long in getting there. I felt like the real story came at the end of the book, the part I didn’t get to experience at all because it just wasn’t there, except in epilogue form. I wish that the publisher summary hadn’t spoiled the book so badly!

I was just talking about this in a recent Sunday Salon. People debated in the comments of that post about whether using your own or a publisher’s summary was better, and one of the arguments on the “use publisher’s summary” side was that the publisher’s summary doesn’t spoil the book. This is one of those cases, and not the first that I’ve come across, where that simply isn’t true. The summary for The Lies We Told gave me nearly the entire plot outright! And because of that, I was expecting a very different book. That, of course, led to my disappointment.

Was this a good book? I don’t know. Compared to what I was looking for and expecting, no, not at all. But from its own merits? I couldn’t say. I never had the opportunity to find out.

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Thérèse Raquin, by Émile Zola

book_therese-raquin_largeThérèse lives a miserable life in a small shop in Paris. She lives with her aunt and cousin Camille. Camille is a man with poor health and a fantastic amount of pride, and Thérèse is forced to succumb both to his and his mother’s will. Throughout her life and her pathetic marriage to her cousin, Thérèse stays quiet and outwardly compliant, while inside she longs to break free. When Camille’s childhood friend, Laurent, comes to visit, that passion rises to the surface and the two start a turbulent affair. They want nothing more than to be together, but their plans to clear the way to freedom go horribly wrong.

Karen from Books and Chocolate read this book around the same time as me, so we are reviewing it together!

Amanda: Hi Karen! Thanks again for reviewing Thérèse Raquin with me! As my third Zola book, and first try of one of his earliest novels, this was a fascinating experience. I really enjoyed Thérèse, though it was very different from the other two novels I’ve read. I read somewhere that this was Zola’s first novel that transcended pot-boiler and became more literary. I can definitely see that he was making that transition! Fewer characters, more sensationalism, but definite literary undertones. I loved it! How was your experience?

Karen: I really liked this book, but I found it very disturbing and intense. The characters and images from the story were so vivid, I don’t think I’ll ever forget them. This is my second Zola – my first was The Belly of Paris for the Classics Circuit. I don’t know if it’s me, or the book, but I found the characters so much more memorable.

I agree that it’s much more of a pot-boiler than The Belly of Paris, which moved much more slowly. I can see why it caused a big uproar upon its publication – it must have been quite shocking for its time.

Amanda: What really struck me as a difference between Thérèse and the other two I’ve read (Germinal and Nana) was the absence of a million characters! Both Germinal and Nana were just flowing with people, all of whom you knew intimately by the end, even if they were difficult to keep up with in the beginning. Thérèse had what? Seven or eight? Maybe ten at the most? It was a very different setup than the others.

And you’re right, much more pot-boiler. My copy (translated by Leonard Tancock) had an introduction from Zola himself where he complains about having to explain the literary significance of the work, because it seems most people thought it was simple erotica, or what must have passed as erotica in 1800s France. Frankly, I thought Germinal was far more racy, but that didn’t stop Thérèse from being a very creepy book! Very “Tell-Tale Heart.” I actually looked up when that story was written, just to see, and it does look like it’s very possible Zola was influenced by Poe. Did that association strike you as you read?

Karen: It did remind me of Poe, and also a bit of An American Tragedy, which I know is one of your favorites. I do agree about the characters – there are four main characters, plus a few supporting characters. Maybe that’s why Zola was able to make them so memorable. None of the characters in The Belly of Paris were nearly as vivid.

I really hated Laurent, but in a way I really felt sorry for Thérèse. She didn’t have any say in her own destiny – her whole life, everyone else made decisions for her. I wonder if she was so passive because that’s the way she was brought up, without choices, or because it was just her nature. She didn’t strike me as spunky at all. The first real decision she made her whole life was to have the affair with Laurent.

Amanda: First, regarding the characters, I wonder if that was just a quality of The Belly of Paris, because they were extremely vivid in all three I read. The big difference between Thérèse and the others was that there just wasn’t this mass dump of confusing cast that eventually grew clearer with time. I knew who everyone was from the beginning.

I hadn’t thought about the connection with An American Tragedy, but you’re right. There does seem to be that incessant spiral downwards, but at the same time, I have a hard time blaming Thérèse in particular because of her miserable life. Like you mentioned, I felt so sorry for her, and I know her repression led to her later actions. This is something I’ve seen happen to people in my own life – when they are raised too strictly, too repressed, when they escape from that repression they go crazy. Passion bursts from repression, and Laurent just happened to be the person who helped her step over that divide.

Having said that, I didn’t dislike him as much as you did. I thought he was a rather dull, nitwit-ish sort of person, but not mean-spirited. Her image of him, at least before they go through with their plan, is of a god, though. That’s one of the themes that I saw regularly throughout the book, the contrast between image and truth. Like how all the characters kept saying the various marriages and households were perfect, when really they were far from that, or how one of the family friends thinks he knows what the elder Mrs. Raquin is trying to say. I loved how that theme kept repeating!

Karen: I found Laurent repulsive because he was so lazy! He had no desire to work, he just wanted to live off other people – first his father, then the Raquins.

And good catch on the theme of image vs. truth – I didn’t notice that, but in retrospect I completely agree. I’m not the best person at picking up themes and metaphors, but I did get two things out of this book – both of which are sort of clichéd, but true. First, I think that Zola was pointing out that crime does not pay – you could expand this to include immoral behavior. Thérèse and Laurent broke the rules and they were punished. The other is “Be careful what you wish for.” Basically, Thérèse and Laurent got what they wanted – they were together, but it wasn’t what they expected. I suppose that these are related themes, since I think they’re related somehow. I think that each was punishment for the other. They were both really short-sighted about the outcome of their plan.

Amanda: Oh wow! I was going to point out that same theme – Be careful what you wish for. It was like their wish was their punishment. Fantastic! I’m glad you saw that too. For such a little book, this really had a lot in it, didn’t it? And on top of that, the book could be read strictly for plot. There’s so much ghost story creepy vibe to this book that it’s really just on the edge of pot-boiler. In fact, if it weren’t for all the literary themes, I’d say it was pot-boiler! I loved it, though. It was so fascinating to read. I read somewhere that Zola was doing a character study with it…but that seems to be typical of Zola. He loves character studies! Or just studies in general. I think that’s why I love him so much.

Karen: So, do you think it was a character study of Thérèse or Laurent, or both? And I’m curious about the other Zola works that you read. Would you classify those as character studies as well, and, if so, of just single characters or multiple characters?

I also think that Paris is a character in the book. Zola does such an amazing job of describing the the bleak little alley in Paris where the Raquins lived and worked. I know descriptions are you not your favorite thing, but Zola made the whole scene so vivid. The Belly of Paris was set primarily in Les Halles, the famous food market, and he described it so well. And by the way — there are a couple of scenes in Thérèse Raquin which are also extremely vivid, but they are not delicious, to put it mildly. You might not want to eat lunch while reading this book. That’s all.

Amanda: Supposedly it was a character study of all three major characters. They were both supposed to represent different types of personalities, from what I read. Very interesting stuff.

I’m not sure the other books I read would be classified as character studies, but I do think the work he put into studying people paid off when it came to both books. He certainly went out of his way to make sure he know all his subject matter very well, from the descriptions of Paris to the life of a hired woman to the work of coal-miners. He was very thorough. And despite my normal dislike of description, I actually don’t mind it when it comes to Zola, because he weaves it in so artfully (rather than dumping it in page-long paragraphs that go on forever!). I never feel overburdened by description with him. Of course, much credit has to be given to the translators, which have done an excellent job on the books I’ve read. I love Leonard Tancock’s work, so I’ve grabbed up as many of his translations as possible. I wish he’d translated more! How have your translations been?

Karen: They’ve been good — I was surprised at how easy to read Zola is. I guess I was expecting more long, flowery sentences like Dickens — probably because it’s 19th century. But Zola was a journalist first and his prose is really straightforward. I read the Penguin Classics edition of Thérèse Raquin, which is translated by Robin Buss. I thought it was excellent. My edition of The Belly of Paris was translated by Mark Kurlansky, who also wrote some great non-fiction food books. I found it very easy to read, almost contemporary, but not in an intrusive manner — I recently read a translation of Chekhov that was so contemporary, it was rather jarring.

Anyway, I’m really happy to have discovered Zola, who has become one of my favorite classic authors. I went out at bought another of his novels, The Drinking Den, and I’m planning on reading it soon. I will definitely post my impressions as soon as I get to it! Any more Zola on your to-read list?

Amanda: Yep, a whole bunch. Next up will be La Bête Humaine, recommended by my friend Veronica, who says Zola is her fav author and that’s her fav Zola. I’d also love to get my hands on and read The Dream this year. It sounds so fantastic!

Thank you so much for doing this joint-review with me Karen! Any last words on Thérèse Raquin? My only thoughts are that if I’ve loved three different Zola novels like this, I’m hopeful that I’ll just keep loving them!

Karen: You’re so welcome, I loved it! We’ll have to do this again soon. I’m definitely reading more Zola. Besides The Drinking Den, I’m hoping to read The Kill and The Ladies’ Paradise, plus of course Germinal — it would be great if we could discuss it in our book group.

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Before I Fall, by Lauren Oliver

book-before_i_fallSam has it easy in high school. She and her three best friends are part of the most popular circle. They can get away with pretty much anything, and they do. Then one night, on the way home from a party, the four friends skid off the road and run into a tree. Sam doesn’t remember the impact. She doesn’t remember anything. She dreams of falling…until she wakes up and has to relive the day all over again.

What would you do if you had to live one day over and over? Can you change anything? Can you make a difference? Can you save yourself?

I saw a whole bunch of reviews for this book at some point awhile back, some sort of tour, I think. At the time, I wasn’t terribly interested in it and never really read what it was about. At BEA, however, I heard Oliver talking about the book and it perked my interest, so I was glad to find out that my YA book club is reading it this month! I didn’t expect it to be quite so huge – 470 pages! – or that I would end up getting so sucked into the book that I’d read the whole thing in a day, even though I had work I really needed to do around the house.

Before I Fall was very good. I started out being unsure. I couldn’t stand Sam or her awful, spoiled friends. They were the epitome of high school bullies, judging everyone around them and outlining the ridiculous social rules that go on in school at that age. I never liked those sorts of people when I was in school, and I don’t like them now. However, after spending nearly 500 pages with Sam, Lindsay, Ally, and Elody, I really got to know them better and came to understand them. Sometimes their behavior was unpredictable – like on the day when Sam chews Lindsay out, I expected retaliation, not hesitation, depression, or confusion. The book made me realize just how human these girls were, not merely their image or stereotype. For a book that’s about teaching Sam not to judge others, Oliver really turned it on its head to teach the reader the same. I appreciated that.

Another, sillier thing I loved: Kent, the love interest. It’s hilarious to me that Sam describes him as a complete misfit. Just read this:

Since freshman year he’s always worn a blazer to school, even though most of the ones he owns are ripped at the seams or have holes in the elbows. He wears the same scuffed-up black-and-white checkered sneakers every day and his hair is so long it’s like a curtain that swings down over his eyes every five seconds. But the real deal breaker is this: he actually wears a bowler hat. To school.

Okay seriously? That’s the description of a weirdo? Um, swoon. Really a bowler hat? Swoon! Couple that with the fact that he’s a nice guy who is always trying to help people? Sounds perfect to me. I love men’s formal hats – bowlers, fedoras, porkpies, whatever – and it surprised me that that’s what’s considered uncool these days. As if wearing a hat is such a faux-pas that one cannot recover on the social status ladder. Give me a break. You can see, then, why I didn’t like Sam so much at the beginning! Everything she said sounded condescending and mean-spirited like this. So judgmental. That’s what she has to learn as she repeats the day ad nauseum: how to empathize and understand.

Can she save herself? That’s debatable, and not a debate I’m going to have here and give away the ending. Let’s just say that I was satisfied with the end, which was neither as grim nor as happy nor as easy as I expected it could be. It took that tough middle road, another thing I appreciated. I really respect authors who can do that, and I very much look forward to reading Oliver’s next book.

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Interpreter of Maladies, by Jhumpa Lahiri

InterpreterofmaladiescoverI had been told that Lahiri was a master of the short story, but I’d never read any of her work. When I picked up Interpreter after that long string of failed collections, I expected nothing more than to flip through the first few pages of the first few stories before discarding the book. No. From the first paragraph, I was hooked. I loved the prose, I loved the juxtaposition between Indian and American culture (both in India and in America), and most of all, I loved that I didn’t always start out liking the characters, but I usually came to understand them at the end of each story. My favorites were “A Temporary Matter” and, slightly less favorite, “Mrs. Sen’s.” The only one I didn’t particularly care for was the second to last in the collection, “The Treatment of Bibi Haldar.”

Unlike with many of the short stories I read or tried to read in other collections, these felt like whole, complete pieces, rather than like scenes or like they ought to be unpacked for novel-length. They were beautiful. I’m really glad I gave them a chance, especially after so many failed attempts at collections!

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Dewey, by Vicki Myron

deweydookMany people have heard of Dewey the library cat. If you haven’t, the story goes as follows: on a cold night in a small town in Iowa, someone pushed an 8-week old kitten into the drop box at the library. The librarians found him the next morning. They took him in, nursed him to health, and eventually adopted him as the library’s cat. Dewey lived in the Spencer library for 19 years until his death just a few years ago. This book, written by the library director who also happened to be the woman who found Dewey in the drop box, is part memoir and part record of Dewey’s life.

I loved this book. I’m not a huge animal-lover. We have a cat, but it’s mostly Jason’s and the boys’ cat, not mine. I grew up in a house with too many pets and I learned to shy away from animals because of that. We only got our first pet in our home in November. Since we got a cat, I’ve learned to understand cats better. Reading about Dewey was wonderful. I loved hearing all his antics and recognizing the things that my own cat does.

I also loved all the sections about Iowa. Myron outlines their community and area, both in history and culture. She goes back to the beginnings of the town. Since I lived in rural Wisconsin, so many of the things Myron wrote about brought back such wonderful memories of that area. It felt like I was reading about home. I loved it.

Less exciting were the memoir sections. I think I stated recently that I’ve become less and less fond of memoirs. I’m not sure why, because I used to love them, but now I get a bit tired reading about people’s lives. I’d rather read fiction. It’s not like I’d prefer a biography or anything. I’m just not all that fond of nonfiction, and now that’s starting to include memoirs too. I’d never heard anything about Vicki Myron before. I didn’t pick up this book to learn about her life. I picked this up to learn about Dewey’s life.

That’s not to say that I didn’t learn anything from Myron. Hearing about her various battles with an alcoholic husband, multiple surgeries, breast cancer, and more really did teach me some things. Little things, but even little things were worth it. I never felt like the memoir sections were overstretching their bounds, and just when I’d begin to get tired of them, the book would loop back to Dewey. It was well-paced and planned that way.

Dewey really was an amazing cat in many ways. I hadn’t heard of him before he died, but reading about his death at the end of the book affected me just as if I’d known him. He was a special cat and I can see why people adored him and mourned his loss.

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Plain Kate, by Erin Bow

plainkateKate was born to the local carver of Similae, and is quickly nicknamed Plain Kate by the townspeople. Under her father’s tutelage, she learns to carve like a master. Unfortunately, the townspeople view carving with suspicion, thinking that magic is often involved when it comes to skilled knives. When Plain Kate’s father dies and leaves her alone, she is forced to trade her shadow for protection. She has no idea what sort of journey lies ahead of her now that her shadow is slowly disappearing.

I had never heard of this book before going to BEA, but I attended two panels where portions were read aloud and I knew this was a book to be excited about. I was glad to get an ARC, signed by Erin Bow. It was the book I was most excited about coming home, and I saved it for last when I read down all my BEA books.

It was definitely worth the wait. Plain Kate is a gorgeous fairy tale, original and beautifully written. You all know that I’m not really a fan of fairy tales or fairy tale retellings, but this one definitely transcended its genre. It even made me, queen of the “I don’t like talking animals in books” mindset, love Kate’s cat, Taggle. Yes, he talks. But there’s a reason, and it’s understandable, and oh Taggle was such a wonderful character. That silly cat made me cry. Twice!

I love this book because the characters aren’t one-sided. The bad guy isn’t just a bad guy. He might not even be bad, depending on how you see him. The good people aren’t always good. Stress and pain can cause good people to do bad things. Fear and suspicion can turn your best friends and closest allies into enemies. Yes, it’s a fairy tale, but these things are not unlike the real world. How many of us have had friends turn to enemies over a miscommunication, a whisper, a doubt? How many of us have seen the worst come out of ourselves or the people around us when they are scared, hurt, or under pressure? Yes, it’s a fairy tale, but it’s not too far from reality.

Another thing I love: the idea that fear trumps logic, but love trumps fear. It was a wonderful circle! I got so frustrated with the townspeople as they accused various characters of being witches, even as the accused screamed that they were not. These people believed that witches couldn’t lie. If a witch lied, he/she would die. And yet, the accused were screaming out that they weren’t witches and not dying from that proclamation. Wouldn’t it logically follow that they must not be witches? But no. People tortured and/or killed them anyway. Too much fear, which is sadly perfectly realistic.

Historically, we have proved that fear trumps logic. I mean, look at the way we treated accused witches several hundred years ago. Think about how we would chain them to a rock and throw them in the river to drown. If they were a witch, we figured, they would save themselves. If they weren’t, they’d drown and…well, whoops. You’d think they’d realize after awhile that no one survived. But they didn’t. They were too scared to think logically.

So what happens when fear trumps logic? How do we overcome fear? With love. I can’t really talk about this too much without giving away spoilers from the book, so all I can do is say very vaguely that Kate and another character both swallowed their fear and instincts for safety out of love. I love that in the end, love is the highest factor, the thing that really has the power to save and protect.

Plain Kate is a beautiful book. It’s definitely one I will be rereading for years to come.

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Where the Truth Lies, by Jessica Warman

where the truth liesEmily has no idea where her nightmares come from. She seems to have the perfect life – loving parents, three good friends, a great prep school that she’s grown up around since her father owns it – but every night she drowns or is burned alive in her dreams, and wakes up screaming. Other than this one little flaw, her life is perfect, and becomes more so when she gets involved with the new guy at school, Del. But then, little by little, her life unravels until soon she is so tangled up in the lies she’s been told that she has no idea what is true anymore.

Last year at ALA, I got an ARC of Jessica Warman’s first book, Breathless, and loved it. I just had to get my hands on this new one of hers, and I wasn’t disappointed. Where the Truth Lies is a beautifully written work, with layers upon layers of intricate webbing. I would go as far as to say it was even better than Breathless. It touched on many different issues, focusing particularly on teen pregnancy, adoption, the foster system, drug addiction, and what makes a parent fit to raise a child. Warman’s strength lies in her characters. I know that in Breathless, the characters were at least somewhat based on people she knew, since the book was partially based on her own experiences. I don’t know if the same is true for this book, but either way, she writes the characters just as true to life as in her debut. They are all complicated people leading complicated, though fairly normal, lives. The drama is there, but isn’t out of the ordinary, not melodramatic, never overdone. It feels real.

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I’ll Get There. It Better Be Worth the Trip, by John Donovan

i'll get thereDavy is thirteen years old and lives with his grandmother and a Daschund named Fred. When his grandmother dies, Davy is forced to move to NYC with his mother, who is a very selfish person that drinks all the time and constantly accuses Davy and Fred of ruining her life just by being there.

Trisha found this book for me at BEA. It’s an ARC that is actually a re-release of a classic YA GLBT novel from 1969. I’d never heard of this book but was happy to snatch up the opportunity to read one of the rare first GLBT classics!

Unfortunately, my experience wasn’t as great as I hoped. The writing style is very similar to JD Salinger’s, which is not my favorite style. While Davy as a narrator is not much like Holden from Catcher in the Rye, the book reads the same way and I couldn’t help but be bored much of the time. The GLBT parts are very minor and don’t begin until 150 pages into this 200 page book. They are also very downplayed as “something boys just do sometimes.” The first 150 pages mostly focus on Davy’s dog. I am not a dog lover so the constant repetition about the dog bored me. Davy sounded more like eight years old than thirteen.

I persevered through the end because I felt like I should. It’s supposedly the first YA novel to openly discuss GLBT issues and is thus groundbreaking. It was an important novel for me to read. I also understand why the GLBT parts were downplayed and hidden in the time period that it was published. I do think the book was important, but to me, importance doesn’t necessarily make me enjoy the book. It was like reading Don Quixote. Sure, the book’s important as the first book ever written in modern novel style, but oh goodness it was dull to read! I guess if you’re pioneering a new genre, you’re not necessarily going to get it all right the first time.

I wouldn’t recommend this book for fun reading, but for those interested in the history of GLBT literature, I would definitely recommend it. I’m glad it’s being re-released, and I’m glad I had a chance to discover and read it.

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The Sweetness of Salt, by Cecilia Galante

sweetnessJulia is everything her parents have hoped she will be – smart, determined, decided about her future. On the night of her graduation, though, her semi-estranged older sister Sophie shows up and as always, begins to fight with their parents. Only this time, family secrets from before Julia was born are unearthed, and suddenly Julia is no longer the sure and steady person she thought she was.

This was a wonderful book that rides the line between YA and Adult. It tackles what it means to be loyal to your family, how people deal with childhood tragedy, and what it means to really know who you are. It’s quiet, but not slow, only taking me a few hours to read. I’ve never read a literary book that was also such a page turner! The characters were excellently developed. All the relationships – family, friend, and romantic – developed in a slow, natural, believable, and mature way. No relationship was perfect, but people worked to get over their disagreements and issues. I love that Julia met a guy while visiting her sister and they didn’t fall in love! They just became friends. After reading so many YA books where the girls fall in love with every good-looking guy they meet, this was very refreshing! Over all, I really enjoyed the book and would highly recommend it for people looking for a literary YA experience.

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Suspect, by Kristin Wolden Nitz

suspectThe summer before Jen’s senior year, she goes to help out at her grandmother’s Bed & Breakfast in Missouri. Every summer, a mystery group comes together to put on a mystery weekend at the hotel, where everyone plays a role and tries to figure out the crime before the end of the game. This summer, the mystery goes even deeper, because Jen’s grandmother begins to suspect that Jen’s mother, who disappeared years ago, didn’t run away – that she was perhaps murdered instead.

This was a fun little mystery to read, a quick afternoon getaway. I’ve always thought it would be fun to participate in a dinner theatre sort of production, though I’m a terrible actress and especially bad when it comes to impromptu thinking. The whole idea fascinates me, though, which made Suspect a lot of fun to read. I loved the characters and all of Jen’s family. It was a good setup. My only complaint was that the book wasn’t long enough. Everything happened without as much character or relationship development as I wanted. The wrap-up was too quick, and the book was over long before I wanted it to be. But that’s really just a small complaint. I did enjoy Suspect. It was a fun book that made for a blast of an afternoon reading, and I had no problems with the writing itself. I just wanted more. That’s all.

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