A beautiful and distinguished family. A private island. A brilliant, damaged girl; a passionate, political boy. A group of four friends—the Liars—whose friendship turns destructive. A revolution. An accident. A secret.
Lies upon lies.
We Were Liars is a modern, sophisticated suspense novel from National Book Award finalist and Printz Award honoree E. Lockhart.
And if anyone asks you how it ends, just LIE.
I always did love a good mystery. Not that this is really one-- but from the first page, you can tell something is up. I quickly turned page after page trying to get to the holy grail of what it was.
Honestly, the less you know the better. I went in knowing nothing and, gosh, that plot twist kicked the crap out of me. I got the chills, BAD, from head to toe.
Some people won’t like it. A major qualm has been about the author’s writing. The style was very choppy and I can see how one could be turned off by it— however, I actually thought the style was unique, creating a sense of eeriness and intrigue.
I was more bothered by Mr. Manipulative Grandpa Sinclair and why the 4 friends were called liars. If there were any lies they told in this book, I must have missed them all.