Good Girls Lie

Good Girls Lie

Adult Mystery
"The girl's body dangles from the tall iron gates guarding the
school's entrance. A closer examination shows the ends of a red silk
tie peeking out like a cardinal on a winter branch, forcing her neck
into a brutal angle...The last tendrils of dawn's fog laze about her
legs, which are five feet from the ground."
The above excerpt from the very beginning of J. T. Ellison's
Good Girls Lie shows that it is not a book for people who scare
easily. Reading it is like riding the world's biggest roller coaster,
only blindfolded. You never know when the ground is going to drop out
from under you. Any predictions you make may be shattered pages later.
Ash Carlisle, a new student, has just lost her parents to a drug
overdose on her father's part and suicide on her mother's. Still
grieving and trying to move on, she is hiding the tragedy from her new
schoolmates, not wanting to be defined by it...
...Or could she have more sinister motives?
The Goode School, nestled in a small Virginia town, is all about
maintaining traditions and elite status while guiding the daughters of
the rich and powerful toward elite universities and glittering
futures...
...But what about its secret societies and the lengths they'll
go to to keep their practices covert?
Camille, Ash's pregnant roommate, jumps from the bell tower to
her death...
...Or could she have been pushed?
Rumi, who works on campus, is the innocent son of the man who
murdered a Goode student ten years earlier...
...or could he be following in Daddy Dearest's footsteps?
Not to mention how many secrets could Goode's reluctant dean,
Ford Julianne Westover, be hiding from those she is in charge of?
If you desire thrillers of the highest quality you're going to
find Good Girls Lie to be a must read.
On a purrrsonal note, it was quite a weekend.
The weather asserted itself. Saturday's wind and rain storm segued
over into a snow event in the wee hours of Sunday morning. Eugene had
to plow.
We have our tree. Eugene brought it in and put on the lights. I have
started the process of decorating it. One of my favorite yearly tasks.
And now I know it for sure. I have a solid A in statistics. That
class has been a bright shining star in the pandemic darkness. (Jules)
The tree is getting pretty pretty. I haz discovered fruitcake. It is
divine. (Tobago)
A great big shout out goes out to Eugene and to my stats professor,
Craig.
Tobago and Jules Hathaway



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