Up until nine months ago, I could count the things I knew about my mother on one hand. I knew she had curly brown hair and brown eyes. She traveled all over the world as a fashion photographer and Italy was her favorite assignment. She was twenty-five when she was murdered. Her killer has never been caught.
Erin Blake has one of those names. A name that, like Natalee Holloway or Elizabeth Smart, is inextricably linked to a grisly crime. As a toddler, Erin survived for three days alongside the corpse of her murdered mother, and the case—which remains unsolved—fascinated a nation. Her father’s identity unknown, Erin was taken in by her mother’s best friend and has become a relatively normal teen in spite of the looming questions about her past.
Fourteen years later, Erin is once again at the center of a brutal homicide when she finds the body of her biology teacher. When questioned by the police, Erin tells almost the whole truth, but never voices her suspicions that her mother’s killer has struck again in order to protect the casework she’s secretly doing on her own.
Inspired by her uncle, a FBI agent, Erin has ramped up her forensic hobby into a full-blown cold-case investigation. This new murder makes her certain she’s close to the truth, but when all the evidence starts to point the authorities straight to Erin, she turns to her longtime crush (and fellow suspect) Journey Michaels to help her crack the case before it’s too late. (summary from Goodreads)
Okay. I almost never summarize a book from Goodreads if I can help it. But seriously. This book did nothing for me. That’s not to say it isn’t good. It is! It’s well written, the main character reminds me a lot of my sister Rachel in her tenacity, go-for-it spirit, and her wit. But as far as plot goes? Eh. I knew who the suspect was from the third or fourth chapter, the romance was highly juvenile (which I guess works for high school kids? I dunno. I was just expecting something a little deeper), and the survivor’s guilt coping that her guardian goes through seems forced.
Also, totally called who the dad was.
This book was an entertaining read but had very little substance. It’s definitely a good read if you’re a “poly-reader” (someone who reads more than one book at a time) because it won’t compete with more serious books or it’s a good palate cleanser book between other more substantial books. I don’t regret reading it at all, but I don’t ever see myself picking it up to read or suggesting it to someone else. And I hate that feeling. 😦
On to my April book choice- I’m between two and I’m going to reserve them both at the library and see which comes in first.
Definitions of Indefinable Things seems to be a slightly lighter read whereas Speak of Me as I Am seems to lean more towards the gut wrenching side but they both look like good choices so I hope to enjoy them!
Next post will be our first sister review of the year! We are doing Caraval by Stephanie Garber. We really planned to do one way before now but having both had kids in the past 6 months, it was hard to stay abreast of each other’s schedule very often. We are working on that and should be back on track. Huzzah!