Summary: If you like your YA a little dark and twisty, this will absorb you and not let you until you come out breathless at the other end.
Tingling, suspenseful, heartbreaking.
‘Welcome to the beautiful Sinclair family.
No one is a criminal.
No one is an addict.
No one is a failure.
The Sinclairs are athletic, tall, and handsome. We are old-money Democrats. Our smiles are wide, our chins square, and our tennis serves aggressive.’
And so beings Cadence Sinclair’s story of the mythology we surround ourselves with to make ourselves feel okay about the reality we’d rather not face.
“Blisteringly smart” and “sophisticated suspense” the reviews say. “Utterly unforgettable.” Those lines and the interesting title are what made me pick this book up in the first place.
I was a little worried it was going to be one of those books that is too clever for it’s own good. That uses prose so poetic and metaphorical, that it becomes cryptic and impenetrable.
But then I got into it, and I didn’t stop until I had finished the whole thing in day.
It’s not always plain. It uses poetic imagery and style, and isn’t the gritty or bare tone of say a crime suspense novel. But it is suspenseful, and it has a haunting, tragic kind of beauty. It’s not too clever — it’s just clever enough.
My only criticism was that I felt the motivation for the events at the crux of the whole story didn’t quite stack up to me. But the slight plot downfalls, and that I suspected a version of the ending part way through, definitely didn’t get in the way of being immersed in this story. It blends myth and fantasy with tragic reality in a great example of creative storytelling.
If you like your YA a little dark and twisty, this will absorb you and not let you until you come out breathless at the other end.
Read it, and then like the cover says, If anyone asks you how it ends, just LIE.