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Best friends. Fiction.
Friendship. Fiction.
Deception. Fiction.
Impersonation. Fiction.
Orphans. Fiction.
Starred Review It's difficult to describe Lockhart's latest psychological thriller without dipping into spoilers, but here are the pertinent details: Jule, a peripatetic, athletic, superhero-obsessed teen girl is best friends with rich, restless Imogen, who recently committed suicide. When readers meet Jule, she's lounging at a tony resort in Mexico, eating junk food, and enjoying the sun. It's clear she's on the run, though from whom or why isn't clear, and Lockhart strings readers along with a clever narrative gambit. In a clipped, detached tone, Lockhart tells Jule's story in reverse, and with each step backward, she peels away juicy layers of intrigue. As the relationship between Jule and Imogen comes into focus, Lockhart explores themes of jealousy, loyalty, privilege, and origins. Imogen, who was adopted, is fixated on the idea of feeling a strong sense of identity, while Jule constantly relies on an unlikely story to explain her childhood. But can they really know each other at all? It's a captivating, suspenseful story made all the more bewitching by Lockhart's twisty narrative, and she constantly keeps readers guessing with unpredictable turns and eye-opening reveals. This quietly unsettling, cinematic novel is deliciously suspenseful, and while it's slim, it packs a real punch. Teens who love to hate antiheroes will be enraptured. HIGH-DEMAND BACKSTORY: Best-selling Lockhart's getting a top-shelf marketing campaign, so be prepared for an onslaught of fans eager to get their hands on her latest.
Starred Review for Kirkus ReviewsCan Jule recognize her own true self within the tangled story of the past year? Jule West Williams is 18, white, and an orphan, all of which she has in common with her best friend, heiress Imogen Sokoloff—or does she? Jule, an impulsive, complicated protagonist like no other, tells her story as though she were living in an adventure movie. She imagines herself a heroine in contrast to the "great white hetero hero on his fucking epic journey." She's proud of her strength and fighting ability, her talents for disguises and imitating accents. Outside of her fantasy life, she feels inferior to practically everyone—Immie and her boyfriend, Forrest, as well as Immie's parents and friends from college. Starting the book with Chapter 18 and the instruction "Begin here," Jule traces a year backward, revealing startling secrets along the way. The fast-paced plot moves among New York, London, California, and Mexico as Jule stays one step ahead of those who've underestimated her skills. Jule's intense narrative frequently includes clipped snatches of dialogue with herself: "No, she had. / No, she hadn't. / She wished she had not. / She wished it could be undone." Her unsettling storytelling, filled with energy and a fair amount of violence, comes from deep inside her own mysterious background. This thriller from the author of We Were Liars (2014) will challenge preconceptions about identity and keep readers guessing. (Suspense. 12-adult)
School Library Journal Starred ReviewGr 9 Up-ule West Williams is at a fancy resort in Mexico. Someone is looking for her, but she can do a pretty stellar job of taking care of herself, paying a bartender to smuggle her out in his car, then fighting back when he tries to extort more money. That's where Lockhart's latest novel begins. Jule was recently in London. Her best friend, Imogen Sokoloff, is dead. There's a guy Jule likes but can't have. Jule steals wallets in Las Vegas, NV. The teen likes how strong she feels when she defends herself. Jule was in San Francisco. She has had just about enough of Immie's friends from Vassar. Jule was in Puerto Rico. The protagonist has a prodigious talent for memorization. Jule was staying at Immie's house in Martha's Vineyard. She was in New York. Jule is, above all else, a survivor. The narrative moves backward in time, constantly forcing readers to adjust their opinions of the characters and events and realign them in light of new information. While those familiar with The Talented Mr. Ripley may have a good idea of Lockhart's ultimate destination, they'll still enjoy the trip. The book rewards rereading, as initially inconsequential details shine brightly when you can see the whole picture. VERDICT An excellent choice recommended for teens and adults who love twisty mysteries, stories about class conflict, and tough-as-nails teen girls.Stephanie Klose, School Library Journal
Horn BookIn Lockhart's latest intoxicating thriller, eighteen-year-old protagonist Jule is cold, tough, and in trouble with the law, but displays an endearing softness as we learn about her friendship with wealthy Imogen, whom Jule misses dearly. As chapters descend in reverse chronological order, readers get breadcrumb-like pieces to the puzzle of why Jule is running, what happened with Imogen, and what makes the intricately drawn anti-heroine tick.
Kirkus Reviews (Fri Oct 04 00:00:00 CDT 2024)Can Jule recognize her own true self within the tangled story of the past year? Jule West Williams is 18, white, and an orphan, all of which she has in common with her best friend, heiress Imogen Sokoloff—or does she? Jule, an impulsive, complicated protagonist like no other, tells her story as though she were living in an adventure movie. She imagines herself a heroine in contrast to the "great white hetero hero on his fucking epic journey." She's proud of her strength and fighting ability, her talents for disguises and imitating accents. Outside of her fantasy life, she feels inferior to practically everyone—Immie and her boyfriend, Forrest, as well as Immie's parents and friends from college. Starting the book with Chapter 18 and the instruction "Begin here," Jule traces a year backward, revealing startling secrets along the way. The fast-paced plot moves among New York, London, California, and Mexico as Jule stays one step ahead of those who've underestimated her skills. Jule's intense narrative frequently includes clipped snatches of dialogue with herself: "No, she had. / No, she hadn't. / She wished she had not. / She wished it could be undone." Her unsettling storytelling, filled with energy and a fair amount of violence, comes from deep inside her own mysterious background. This thriller from the author of We Were Liars (2014) will challenge preconceptions about identity and keep readers guessing. (Suspense. 12-adult)
Publishers Weekly (Fri Oct 06 00:00:00 CDT 2023)Lockhart blends the privileged glamour of
Things fall apart and the center cannot hold when one transitions in and out of a rainbow array of wigs and disguises like those that Jule does. Her world of exotic locales and mainland tales begins in media res. Detective Noa has finally caught up with the elusive Jule, who has left a trail of murders, unanswered questions, and broken hearts. The detective only wants to know one thing: Is Jule tired of running? With a couple of quick jabs that leave the detective bruised and battered, Jule fights to hold on to several identities while losing sight of the real one. While Lockhart takes readers back in time to see how it all begins, the suspenseful details leave them wondering about Jules real identity. Lockhart embraces many genres as she deftly blends them into a backward-writing style, telling the story from the present to the past. Readers will enjoy the action-packed scenes and the plethora of origin stories that Jule spins throughout the mysterious, sometimes-violent narrative. Teachers will likely find this book to be a great read-aloud or literature discussion group pick. There is some profanity, but it is suitable for junior and senior high readers.Anjeanette Alexander-Smith.
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Third week in June, 2017
Cabo San Lucas, Mexico
It was a bloody great hotel.
The minibar in Jule's room stocked potato chips and four different chocolate bars. The bathtub had bubble jets. There was an endless supply of fat towels and liquid gardenia soap. In the lobby, an elderly gentleman played Gershwin on a grand piano at four each afternoon. You could get hot clay skin treatments, if you didn't mind strangers touching you. Jule's skin smelled like chlorine all day.
The Playa Grande Resort in Baja had white curtains, white tile, white carpets, and explosions of lush white flowers. The staff members were nurselike in their white cotton garments. Jule had been alone at the hotel for nearly four weeks now. She was eighteen years old.
This morning, she was running in the Playa Grande gym. She wore custom sea-green shoes with navy laces. She ran without music. She had been doing intervals for nearly an hour when a woman stepped onto the treadmill next to her.
This woman was younger than thirty. Her black hair was in a tight ponytail, slicked with hair spray. She had big arms and a solid torso, light brown skin, and a dusting of powdery blush on her cheeks. Her shoes were down at the heels and spattered with old mud.
No one else was in the gym.
Jule slowed to a walk, figuring to leave in a minute. She liked privacy, and she was pretty much done, anyway.
"You training?" the woman asked. She gestured at Jule's digital readout. "Like, for a marathon or something?" The accent was Mexican American. She was probably a New Yorker raised in a Spanish-speaking neighborhood.
"I ran track in secondary school. That's all." Jule's own speech was clipped, what the British call BBC English.
The woman gave her a penetrating look. "I like your accent," she said. "Where you from?"
"London. St. John's Wood."
"New York." The woman pointed to herself.
Jule stepped off the treadmill to stretch her quads.
"I'm here alone," the woman confided after a moment. "Got in last night. I booked this hotel at the last minute. You been here long?"
"It's never long enough," said Jule, "at a place like this."
"So what do you recommend? At the Playa Grande?"
Jule didn't often talk to other hotel guests, but she saw no harm in answering. "Go on the snorkel tour," she said. "I saw a bloody huge moray eel."
"No kidding. An eel?"
"The guide tempted it with fish guts he had in a plastic milk jug. The eel swam out from the rocks. It must have been eight feet long. Bright green."
The woman shivered. "I don't like eels."
"You could skip it. If you scare easy."
The woman laughed. "How's the food? I didn't eat yet."
"Get the chocolate cake."
"For breakfast?"
"Oh, yeah. They'll bring it to you special, if you ask."
"Good to know. You traveling alone?"
"Listen, I'm gonna jet," said Jule, feeling the conversation had turned personal. "Cheerio." She headed for the door.
"My dad's crazy sick," the woman said, talking to Jule's back. "I've been looking after him for a long time."
A stab of sympathy. Jule stopped and turned.
"Every morning and every night after work, I'm with him," the woman went on. "Now he's finally stable, and I wanted to get away so badly I didn't think about the price tag. I'm blowing a lot of cash here I shouldn't blow."
"What's your father got?"
"MS," said the woman. "Multiple sclerosis? And dementia. He used to be the head of our family. Very macho. Strong in all his opinions. Now he's a twisted body in a bed. He doesn't even know where he is half the time. He's, like, asking me if I'm the waitress."
"Damn."
"I'm scared I'm gonna lose him and I hate being with him, both at the same time. And when he's dead and I'm an orphan, I know I'm going to be sorry I took this trip away from him, d'you know?" The woman stopped running and put her feet on either side of the treadmill. She wiped her eyes with the back of her hand. "Sorry. Too much information."
"S'okay."
"You go on. Go shower or whatever. Maybe I'll see you around later."
The woman pushed up the arms of her long-sleeved shirt and turned to the digital readout of her treadmill. A scar wound down her right forearm, jagged, like from a knife, not clean like from an operation. There was a story there.
"Listen, do you like to play trivia?" Jule asked, against her better judgment.
A smile. White but crooked teeth. "I'm excellent at trivia, actually."
"They run it every other night in the lounge downstairs," said Jule. "It's pretty much rubbish. You wanna go?"
"What kind of rubbish?"
"Good rubbish. Silly and loud."
"Okay. Yeah, all right."
"Good," said Jule. "We'll kill it. You'll be glad you took a vacation. I'm strong on superheroes, spy movies, YouTubers, fitness, money, makeup, and Victorian writers. What about you?"
"Victorian writers? Like Dickens?"
"Yeah, whatever." Jule felt her face flush. It suddenly seemed an odd set of things to be interested in.
"I love Dickens."
"Get out."
"I do." The woman smiled again. "I'm good on Dickens, cooking, current events, politics . . . let's see, oh, and cats."
"All right, then," said Jule. "It starts at eight o'clock in that lounge off the main lobby. The bar with sofas."
"Eight o'clock. You're on." The woman walked over and extended her hand. "What's your name again? I'm Noa."
Jule shook it. "I didn't tell you my name," she said. "But it's Imogen."
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"A brilliant, twisty thriller--I loved it!" —KAREN M. MCMANUS, bestselling author of One of Us is Lying
From the author of We Were Liars, which John Green called "utterly unforgettable," comes a mind-bending, New York Times bestselling thriller told in reverse.
"Compulsively readable." —Entertainment Weekly
"An addictive and shocking feminist thriller." —Lena Dunham
Imogen lives at the Playa Grande Resort in Cabo San Lucas, Mexico. She spends her days working out in the hotel gym and telling other guests how she was forced out of Stanford.
But Imogen isn't really Imogen. She's Jule. And she's on the run from something. Or someone. Which means . . . where is the real Imogen?
Rewind: Jule and Imogen are the closest of friends. Obsessed with each other, even. Imogen is an orphan, an heiress; she and Jule spend a summer together in a house on Martha's Vineyard, sharing secrets they'd never reveal to another soul.
But that was months ago. Where is Immie now? And why is Jule using her name?
"You will devour it." —Gayle Forman, bestselling author of If I Stay
“Fans of E. Lockhart’s We Were Liars will love this . . . and definitely won’t see the ending coming.” —HelloGiggles Online
“Tangled secrets, diabolical lies and, ultimately, a mind-blowing outcome are crafted with the plotted precision we expect (and love!) from E. Lockhart.” —Justine Magazine
“Moves at a breakneck speed.” —Marie Claire
“As with E. Lockhart's previous novel, the best-selling "We Were Liars," [readers] will likely finish the last page and flip right back to the beginning to search for clues they missed.” —Chicago Tribune
Don't miss, Family of Liars, the eagerly anticipated prequel to the New York Times Bestselling phenomenon, We Were Liars. Available in May 2022!