Can you ever really know someone?
When Deborah, an unpopular seventeen-year-old, meets the charming and handsome Larry, he sweeps her off her feet. The trouble is Larry has a secret.
Then a series of grisly murders cast a shadow over everything.
You know how you walk into a room and can feel the tension in the air? Realizing that one false move or word will end up with somethingsomething hitting the fan?
That’s what this book is. There is this constant current of tension bubbling away under the surface and you just know something is coming. You may not know what it will be, but you do know it won’t be anything good.
Seventeen year old Deborah hasn’t had an easy life so far. Her mother died five years ago and since then Deborah has been taking care of the household, her alcoholic father and her younger sister. She has no friends and often feels invisible. But then she meets the charming Larry and her life changes in an instant.
That’s all I’m going to say. I feel the less you know when you start reading, the better. Nothing is at it seems and it’s up to you to decide if Deborah is a reliable narrator or not. There were times when I felt sorry for her. There were times my head hurt from rolling my eyes so much at her naïveté. Mostly I didn’t like her. Or Larry. Or quite frankly, any of the characters. Still, somehow that didn’t stop me from wanting to know what happened to them. All in all, a compelling read.