An Honest Lie by Tarryn Fisher

I don’t know why I had this book in my pile, I can’t remember if it is something I saw in the store and thought it looked good, or if I heard about it from someone, somewhere. But I am kind of regretting my purchase. It’s not a bad story, it just wasn’t for me. 

This novel is part thriller, part mystery, heavy on the past trauma trope, with a lot of suspicious behavior coming from all directions. Rainy is an artist, she recently moved from New York city to live with her boyfriend on the opposite side of the country. She was perfectly happy to do so because loves him more than anyone, including all the people she knew on the east coast, and she would have been completely happy building a life in her new home with him and only him. However, her boyfriend insists that she make some friends. He doesn’t like the idea of himself being the only person Rainy knows in town, and being that he has strong roots on the west coast he insists that she should start by building relationships with his friends. Rainy is both reluctant and uninterested in making connections with the neighborhood wives and girlfriends, an ongoing problem she has been struggling with ever since the events of her childhood. She has trust issues that you will understand once she starts to unveil her past, as well as a desire to remain hidden and unnoticed. 

That’s all I really want to get into in regards to the plot. There was a twist at the end of the story that I wasn’t expecting and I’m not sure if it felt entirely believable to me. I’m not going to get overly worked up about it, it isn’t worth me getting irritated over. I won’t eb reading this again so it is worth my time to mentally rant over. There is one topic I do want to rant a little bit about, that being the cover art. I don’t usually get into the cover art too much, but I’m going to do it here because I had some problems with it. The main character, Rainy, is described as having long, black hair, just like her mother. However, the hair of the woman on the cover looks more like a shade of brown to me. I’m also not sold on the woman being in the pool, Rainy doesn’t even get in the pool during this story, she just sits on a chair next to it while she talks to one of the other women. And the shadow of the plane, and the palm trees, it just isn’t working for me. So little of the story had anything to do with the images portrayed I think that whoever was in charge of artwork could have made some much better choices.

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