We were liars was provided to me by NetGalley in return for an honest review, but truthfully, I picked this up on NetGalley because of a fantastic review by Emma Michaels.
We were liars is a deceptive tale of a girl who almost drowned, and is both trying to remember what happened before the accident and heal herself from the past.
She’s a girl who falls in love with a boy from the wrong side of the tracks and a girl who for lack of a better word doesn’t really feel like she fits into the family she’s part of.
She speaks a lot about the hush hush nature of her posh family who owns an island with four houses no less, and has a scrutinizing grand father and whose mother and aunts keep divorcing men who aren’t good enough for them.
The writing style is beautiful, with short, choppy sentences that simply display the details and none of the fluff that can sometimes bog down books. It’s very poignant and precise in its writing and I love that about it.
The mystery surrounding the girl’s accident and the way she pulls it all apart is quite flawless. It’s gruesome and terrifying come the end but it’s also one of those things you can’t forget in a book.
I can’t talk about it too much without giving out details but this is a drag you to the bottom of the ocean kind of book. I loved it when she realized the dogs had been involved and when she hugged Gat, he told her that wasn’t everything, that there was more to remember.
You have to read this one for yourself to understand the pure genius of this novel, so I’ll leave you to it. Besides, I was told that if anyone asked me about the ending, I would lie.