To Mia, the devastating proof is right there on her boyfriend's cell phone. In the dead of night she discovers Pete--her lover, her soul mate, her future--is having an affair. Instead of waking him with accusations, Mia begins to look for answers.Read more...
To Mia, the devastating proof is right there on her boyfriend's cell phone. In the dead of night she discovers Pete--her lover, her soul mate, her future--is having an affair. Instead of waking him with accusations, Mia begins to look for answers. What woman wouldn't want to know everything, after all? But her desperate search only begins a frightening series of lies and deceptions.
Everything important to Mia may be on the line, but she's also about to cross it. Desperation, obsession, and heartache can only lead to catastrophe, and if the cold, hard truth is not what Mia imagines, pursuing it could be the worst mistake she has ever made.
Just how far is too far?
Publishers Weekly® Reviews
- Reviewed in: Publishers Weekly, page .
- Review Date: 2010-10-11
- Reviewer: Staff
In Dawson's disappointing sophomore effort (after His Other Lover), Alice, a freelance photographer living in London (she's 28 but seems closer to 13), becomes swept up in the world of her party girl client, Gretchen Bartholomew, a minor celebrity, and Gretchen's brother, Bailey, a captivating hunk with all the emotional complexity of a porn star. At best, Dawson's characters are uninteresting; at worst, they're mustache-twirling clichés of pure evil. The writing is overmodified ("She smiled and waved cheerily"; "I saw a tear unmistakably") and saddled with faux insights ("I just sat there wondering whether being evasive with the truth was the same thing as lying"). The story, ostensibly about a love triangle formed after an attempted suicide, takes so many detours into unnecessary shopping scenes or dialogue that restates what we already know, that it ends up making light of the subject. This is a gossip magazine in novel form, filled with shallow clichés. (Dec.)