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October 2014

We Were Liars (E. Lockhart)

Welcome to the beautiful Sinclair Family. No one is a criminal. No one is an addict. No one is a failure. Narrated by Cadence, the first born grandchild of the wealthy Sinclair family, We Were Liars is a tale told across the summers of Beechworth Island; the private oasis of the Sinclair family. Life is perfect when on the island, and Cadence describes each summer through the experiences of “The Liars” a band of three cousins, Cadence, Mirren and Johnny, and one outsider, Gat, who is Johnny’s not-quite stepbrother.

As the summers pass, Cadence knows that all is not well in the family; but like a good Sinclair she dutifully maintains the required image of perfection. But this thin veneer is shattered when Cadence wakes to find herself in hospital after suffering a serious accident during “Summer Fifteen”, which has left her with debilitating migraines and no memory of the event. Following her accident, Cadence begins her slow rebellion away from the picture-perfect Sinclair; dying her hair black, giving away her material possessions, and blatantly questioning the hypocrisy and distorted views of her dysfunctional family. But beneath all this Cadence is really searching for the reasons behind her dramatic change. What happened to her during Summer Fifteen? Why won’t the other three “Liars”, or her family members, tell her the truth? As Cadence’s memory returns in tantalising bites, We Were Liars draws slowly towards a dramatic ending where all secrets are laid bare, and the truth is finally revealed.

Lockhart, E 2014, We were liars, Hot Key Books, London.
Young Adult - Mystery / Suspense


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