"We were liars" by E. Lockheart is the kind of book that sends me to online book club chats because I can't wait for my next face-to-face bookclub meeting. It's the kind of book that stays with me for weeks. And, despite the sad themes, it's the type of book I'm glad to have read,
I'm not saying anything more on purpose. But here's the blurb:
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.