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One of Glamour’s Best Books of Summer * An Us Weekly Trending Title
“A delicious beach read.” –People
“Relatable characters round out a fun, fast read.” –Good Housekeeping
“A compelling, suspenseful tale.” –Kirkus Reviews
“The perfect summer read.” –Booklist


How well do you ever really know the family next door?

Bucolic Newport Cove, where spontaneous block parties occur on balmy nights and all of the streets are named for flowers, is proud of its distinction of being named one the top twenty safest neighborhoods in the US. It’s also one of the most secret-filled.

Kellie Scott has just returned to work after a decade of being a stay-at-home mom. She’s adjusting to high heels, scrambling to cook dinner for her family after a day at the office—and soaking in the dangerous attention of a very handsome, very married male colleague. Kellie’s neighbor Susan Barrett begins every day with fresh resolutions: she won’t eat any carbs, she’ll go to bed at a reasonable hour, and she’ll stop stalking her ex-husband and his new girlfriend. Gigi Kennedy seems to have it all together—except her teenage daughter has turned into a hostile stranger and her husband is running for Congress, which means her old skeletons are in danger of being brought into the light.

Then a new family moves to this quiet, tree-lined cul-de-sac. Tessa Campbell seems friendly enough to the other mothers, if a bit reserved. Then the neighbors notice that no one is ever invited to Tessa’s house. And soon, it becomes clear that Tessa is hiding the biggest secret of all.

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Praise for The Perfect Neighbors:
“Pekkanen deftly intertwines four stories into a tapestry depicting the frayed seams underlying small-town American domesticity. A mistress of women''s fiction, Pekkanen transforms clichéd suburban troubles—from adolescent drama to infidelity—into a compelling, suspenseful tale.” ― Kirkus Reviews

“A gossipy page-turner.” ― Glamour

“Pekkanen uncovers the hopes, heartbreaks, and indiscretions that lurk behind a community’s carefully maintained façade in this engrossing novel reminiscent of Liane Moriarty’s suburban-set mysteries. Women’s fiction star Pekkanen’s latest novel will be energetically promoted as the perfect summer read.” ― Booklist

Praise for Things You Won''t Say:
"Gripping reading" ― People

"A standout among standouts." ― Glamour

"A gripping story of racial profiling, PTSD, and the threads that hold people together. You''ll forget it''s fiction." ― Marie Claire

"Fantastic and realistic." ― Examiner.com

"Pekkanen tackles a timely topic." ― Booklist

“Pekkanen reliably builds strong, interesting characters.” ― Kirkus Reviews

Praise for Sarah Pekkanen:
"Sarah Pekkanen writes with wit and warmth and a deep understanding of the way women—mothers, daughters, sisters, friends—make a place for themselves in the world." -- Jennifer Weiner ― #1 New York Times bestselling author

“Ultimately, Pekkanen shows that relationships of any kind take work, expression of love, and the willingness to take risks in order to save them.” ― New York Journal of Books

"Smart and soulful, Pekkanen explores the place where self and sisterhood intersect." ― Redbook

"Pekkanen''s wry voice and engaging characters keeps things fresh." ― People

“Pekkanen offers a conversational writing style and a knack for making readers care about her characters." ― Washington Post

"Sarah Pekkanen is one of my favorite authors of women''s fiction." -- Lisa Scottoline ― New York Times bestselling author

“Internationally best-selling Pekkanen writes novels that offer thoughtful examinations of how the past shapes adult relationships and the differences between men and women." ― Booklist

About the Author

Sarah Pekkanen is the bestselling author of  The Ever After, The Opposite of Me, Skipping a Beat, These Girls, The Best of Us, Catching Air, Things You Won’t Say, and The Perfect Neighbors. Her work has been published in  People, The Washington Post, and  USA TODAY, among other publications. She lives with her family in Chevy Chase, Maryland.

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The Perfect Neighbors

Chapter One

Four Weeks Later

Newport Cove Listserv Digest

*Drivers Beware!

A friendly reminder that school starts today, so please be on the lookout for our students, especially the wee ones, and remember to come to a full and complete stop at every stop sign. Remember—A Normal Speed Meets Every Need! —Sincerely, Shannon Dockser, Newport Cove Manager

*Dog Poop

Would the owner of the VERY LARGE DOG (judging from the size of its leavings) please be considerate enough to clean up after your pet so that I don’t step in a disgusting mess when I’m in my own yard? Canine fecal matter not only contains parasites, it attracts rodents. Please treat your neighbors’ yards with the same respect you would accord your own. —Joy Reiserman, Daisy Way

*Honda Mechanic?

Can anyone recommend a good mechanic for a Honda minivan? —Lev Grainger, Crabtree Lane

• • •

“Hurry up, sweetie! You don’t want to be late for the bus on the first day!” Susan Barrett called up the stairs.

She grabbed the leash hanging on a hook in the coat closet and her shaggy gray mutt, Sparky, who had supersonic hearing when it came to the rattle of a leash or the creak of the oven door opening, came running, his nails scrabbling against the wooden floors.

Susan ran through a quick mental checklist: Cole’s new Spider-Man lunchbox was packed inside his matching Spider-­Man backpack. A sheaf of three-ring paper filled his binder. His water bottle had been rinsed and filled.

She checked her watch. Sparky looked hopefully up the stairs. And Cole finally came racing down, his face clean but his shirt on backward.

Susan expertly flipped it around and they stepped outside into the golden September air. Later it would grow very warm, but right now the weather was mild and clear. This was the best part of Susan’s morning, the few minutes she and Cole spent ambling to the bus stop, calling out hello to neighbors while Sparky greeted his canine pals. At the beginning of a fresh day, it was easy to make resolutions: She wouldn’t eat carbs. She’d go to bed at a decent hour. She’d stop stalking her ex-husband, Randall, and his awful girlfriend.

A dozen yards ahead was her best friend, Kellie, shepherding along her daughter, Mia, and her son, Noah, who was conveniently Cole’s best pal. As Susan drew closer, she heard Kellie saying, “Just try two bites of a granola bar. Two little bites! I’ll pay you a dollar . . .”

“How come I don’t get paid for eating?” Cole asked Susan.

“Oh God, pretend you didn’t hear that,” Kellie said to Susan.

“Mrs. Scott, you said ‘God,’ ” Cole informed her.

“I beg your pardon,” Kellie said, winking, as Susan shrugged. Who knew where Cole had picked up that chiding tone? Maybe from Randall’s girlfriend; when in doubt, Susan found it convenient to assign her blame.

As Cole ran ahead to catch up with Noah, Kellie moved over to let Susan walk alongside her. But Kellie nearly stumbled as a sidewalk crack snagged one of her shoes.

“How long does it take to get used to walking in high heels when you’ve been in flip-flops for a decade?” she asked.

“Two weeks,” Susan said instantly. She and Kellie had an ongoing game in which they delivered bogus answers with complete authority. It had started when one of the kids—Susan couldn’t remember which one—had asked where Santa went on summer vacation. “Australia,” Susan had said, at the exact moment Kellie had responded, “Bermuda.”

“You made that up. It’s already been five weeks. Now tell me the truth, is this outfit okay?” Kellie asked. “Does it say I’m trustworthy yet savvy, the sort of woman you need to buy a house from? Mia, honey, don’t pick that flower. It’s part of Mrs. Henderson’s garden.”

“Mom, I would never pick someone else’s flower. That would be illegal,” Mia huffed. Ten-year-old Mia had a dozen Girl Scout badges and was certified by the Red Cross as a mother’s helper, facts she didn’t so much tell people as accost them with.

“You look great,” Susan told Kellie honestly. She could see hints of the high school cheerleader Kellie had been in her heart-shaped face and thick blond hair. Kellie had been in the popular crowd, Susan knew, but she was one of the nice girls: the kind of teenager who’d ridden on a homecoming float, flashing a dimpled smile to the crowd, and whose yearbook pages were filled with notes from friends. Susan had had a very different experience in high school. She’d been one of only nine black students in her graduating class, and she’d spent most of her Friday nights with a book for company. (“You were class valedictorian, weren’t you?” Kellie had asked after Susan had slaughtered everyone in Scrabble on game night. “No!” Susan had protested, honestly. She’d been salutatorian.)

“Oh my gosh! Look!” Kellie said.

She grabbed Susan’s arm and pointed across the street, to the empty house with the SOLD! sign staked in the front lawn. Ever since Mrs. Brannon had died of cancer and her husband had moved into an assisted living facility, the Cape Cod had seemed lonely. Sure, the lawn was kept trimmed and the gutters were cleaned. But missing were all the little touches that had made it a home. Mr. Brannon’s polished walking stick was absent from its usual spot by the front door, and the flowerpots that had once held Mrs. Brannon’s begonias had been removed from the steps. The well-used wooden rocking chairs had disappeared from the porch. Now, though, the house was thrumming with activity, awakening again.

A silver minivan was parked in the driveway and a huge moving van laid claim to the curb, its back doors flung open. Three men were wrestling a couch down a ramp. The house’s windows were open, and a soccer ball lay in the front yard.

“I saw that couch in Crate and Barrel a while ago, but it was three thousand bucks, which guarantees Cole would spill grape juice on it the first day,” Susan said. “Didn’t you say they have a couple of kids? What are they doing with a three-­thousand-dollar couch? In cream, no less?”

“Maybe they like to live dangerously,” Kellie said. “And look, they’re at the bus stop already. Tessa!”

Kellie gave a little jump as she waved, nearly turning her ankle as she landed.

“Did I say two weeks? I meant two months,” Susan said.

Tessa, who’d been standing at the bus stop flanked by her daughter and son, a little apart from the other families gathered there, was waving back. A tentative smile broke across her face. Tessa looked nervous, Susan thought. It was tough moving to a new town.

“You’re here!” Kellie said when they reached Tessa.

“We are,” agreed Tessa. She was a woman composed of edges, the sort a child might draw, Susan thought, taking in her blunt-cut hair, her sharp chin, and her straight, dark eyebrows. Tessa was enviably slender in her khakis and simple blue blouse. Susan made a mental note: No carbs or sugar today!

“We got into town this weekend,” Tessa was saying. “We’ve been staying at the Marriott but we’ll be in the house tonight since the furniture just arrived.”

“I’m Susan Barrett. Welcome to the neighborhood,” Susan said, offering her hand. “How old are your kids?”

“Bree is nine,” Tessa said, touching her daughter’s head. “And Addison just turned seven.”

Both kids had that scrubbed, first-day-of-school look. New clothes with the creases still showing, combed hair, clean backpacks. Except Addison was trying to hide a fat, wiggling worm in his pocket. That detail alone made her sure that he and Cole would become fast friends.

“Great names,” Kellie said. “And Addison’s the same age as Noah and Cole! Who’s his teacher?”

“Um . . . Miss Klopson, I think?” Tessa said.

“That’s who Noah and Cole have!” Susan said.

“That’s wonderful,” Tessa said. But her smile seemed to require an effort. Her expression, like her voice, was flat—­almost restrained. Was she sick? Or maybe she was just wiped out from the move, Susan thought.

There was a little awkward pause, then Mia tugged on ­Kellie’s arm. “Can I interview them?” she asked.

“Oh,” Kellie said to Tessa. “Sorry, Mia writes the ‘Kids’ Corner’ column for our neighborhood newsletter. Would you mind if she asked you a few quick questions?”

“Um . . . sure?” Tessa said. She tucked her hair behind her ears and frowned. Mia was already digging into her backpack for her official reporter’s steno notebook and pen.

Mia cleared her throat and uncapped her pen. “First question,” she said. Some of the other parents and kids turned at the sound of her voice ringing out. “WHY did you move here?”

Tessa staggered back, as if she’d been pushed.

“What?” she whispered.

Kellie stepped forward, steadying Tessa by her arm. “Are you okay?” she asked. “You look like you’re about to faint.”

“I’m fine,” Tessa said. “I didn’t—I didn’t eat any breakfast.”

“Here,” Kellie said. She dug in her purse and came up with the granola bar she’d been unsuccessfully pushing on her kids. “Try this.”

“Is she going to get paid for eating it?” Cole wanted to know.

“Shh,” Susan said. She grabbed Cole’s water bottle from his backpack and offered it to Tessa. He could drink from the fountains for a day.

Tessa took a small sip. “That’s better. I was just dizzy for a moment, but it passed.”

“I need to ask my ‘w’ questions,” Mia insisted. “Who, what, where, why, and when.”

“Mia, quiet,” Kellie said.

Tessa didn’t look better, Susan thought. She was still ashen. It was a good thing Kellie hadn’t let go of her arm.

Susan was about to suggest that Tessa sit down when a little boy shouted, “Bus! Bus!”

Parents exploded into activity, kissing children, retying loose shoelaces, shouting reminders about piano lessons and soccer practice, and waving as the kids climbed aboard. Susan touched her index finger to the corner of her eye, then her heart, then pointed it at Cole. I. Love. You. She saw his smile through the bus window, then the vehicle lumbered away, belching a cloud of exhaust. The group of parents echoed the noise with an equally loud sigh of relief. They peeled away, heading to the blissful quiet of their offices or homes.

“Are you up to walking?” Kellie asked Tessa. “We can wait here with you if you’re still shaky.”

“No, really, I’m much better now,” Tessa said. “I should get back and check on the movers.”

“Well, we’re heading in the same direction, so we’ll give you all the neighborhood gossip on the way,” Kellie said. “You wouldn’t believe the scandals. The intrigue!”

Susan punched Kellie in the arm. “She’s kidding. We’re actually quite boring.”

“Sadly, it’s true,” Kellie said. “Well, we do have our ladies-­only Wine and Whine night, and that tends to inspire some unexpected confessions, but other than that we’re a pretty tame bunch.”

“You’ll have to join us at the next one,” Susan said. “It’s Gigi’s turn to host, and she’s your next-door neighbor.”

“Have you met her yet?” Kellie asked. “She’s the one with the Susan Sarandon vibe? Picture Thelma just before she and Louise drove off that cliff. Gigi’s husband, Joe, is running for Congress in the special election—our congressman resigned because of a sex scandal with a prostitute, you might’ve heard—and Joe’s always busy campaigning so you probably won’t see him much, but Gigi’s really great.”

Tessa gave them a faint smile. “Well,” she said, “here’s my house.” She handed the superhero water bottle back to Susan. “Thank you again.”

Susan watched as Tessa walked up the front steps and disappeared inside.

“I repulsed her, didn’t I?” Kellie asked. “I always babble too much.”

“No, you’re charming,” Susan said. “I bet she’s getting the flu.”

“So what did you think of her?” Kellie asked as they resumed strolling.

“A spotless beige couch with two kids?” Susan said. “It screams ‘control freak,’ but I’m reserving judgment.”

“She seems . . . pleasant, I guess,” Kellie said. “But shy. She was like that when I met her at the open house, too.”

Susan shrugged. “Busy day today?” she asked.

“Sadly, no,” Kellie sighed. “I don’t have a single listing yet. I earned a little something for helping with the Brannons’ house, but I wasn’t the main agent on it. I’ve been working for a solid month and I’ve barely recouped the costs I spent to get licensed and for my business cards.”

“You’re just starting out,” Susan said. “It’ll take time.”

“I guess,” Kellie said. “How long did it take you? I mean before your business really exploded?”

“Oh, a little while,” Susan said vaguely. She didn’t want to tell her friend that her company, Your Other Daughter, had been an instant success. Susan’s idea for a part-time job coordinating services for the elderly, like taking them to ­doctors’ appointments or visiting them in nursing homes, had somehow grown into a booming franchise in four states. Early on, there had been an article about her in Black Enterprise magazine, and then a write-up in the Duke alumni magazine, which had helped launch her company. Now she had a syndicated weekly radio show in which she dispensed advice about elder care to callers. She gave speeches at five hundred dollars a pop. Even Mr. Brannon had become one of her clients; she’d helped the widower sort through his accumulated decades of belongings and choose an assisted living center. She visited Mr. Brannon every week to make sure he was comfortable. That service was off the books; Mr. Brannon, with his courtly manners and sad smile, had a special place in her heart. He seemed so alone in the world.

“I’ll spread rumors about asbestos at Wine and Whine night, to get the neighbors we don’t like to move away, and then I can sell their houses,” Kellie said.

“Great idea,” Susan said. “I’ll bring a few bottles of Chardonnay. Last time Gigi ran out.”

“Maybe she didn’t think it would be good for her husband’s congressional campaign to have a dozen drunk women lurching out of his house,” Kellie mused.

“Oh, come on, it never hurt Bill Clinton,” Susan said. “How’s this for a plan: we’ll get Tessa drunk and she’ll spill all her deep, dark secrets.”

“I’m in,” Kellie said, laughing.

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Tiffany
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Adjacent to Wisteria Lane
Reviewed in the United States on January 7, 2019
I would say this is more women’s fiction than mystery or suspense. It’s true that each woman does have a secret, but only one of their secrets is of the criminal variety. Even with the element of a potential murder in one of the lady’s past, I still didn’t feel a driving... See more
I would say this is more women’s fiction than mystery or suspense. It’s true that each woman does have a secret, but only one of their secrets is of the criminal variety. Even with the element of a potential murder in one of the lady’s past, I still didn’t feel a driving force of suspense. The story is built largely in understanding how each of the women tick, what each one finds important, and the steps the women take to try and find their peace.

It’s a fairly easy read because each woman is interesting, but I did find Kellie to be tedious at points the further along I got into the book. Susan and Gigi were my favorite storylines. This novel took me a little longer to get through; partly because I was busy over the holidays, but also because I never felt compelled to get to the end. When I did read it, the pages went quickly and it was easy to follow along. But when I wasn’t reading it, I didn’t feel driven to get my kindle out and find out what happens. All in all, I do like the author’s writing style; by the end of the novel, I was invested (to varying degrees) in the women’s stories and I was pleased with the resolutions to various roadblocks that each woman had encountered.

For those who are interested: There isn’t a lot of foul language and no graphic sex, but just a warning that there is brief storyline reference of child molestation (nothing in-depth).
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Stephanie Cooper @firepitandbooks
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I. Love. This. Book!
Reviewed in the United States on April 27, 2020
I love Sarah’s writing so much! I love how relatable all of her characters are. I love the real friendships and parenting struggles they have. I love how this author is able to put on a different hat for each individual character and make them all totally distinguishable.... See more
I love Sarah’s writing so much! I love how relatable all of her characters are. I love the real friendships and parenting struggles they have. I love how this author is able to put on a different hat for each individual character and make them all totally distinguishable. Too often, I read books where the different characters seem to be the same.
I beyond love the Listserv postings! I’m in an HOA and we have our neighborhood on the Nextdoor app and I swear that I have read posts and comments almost word for word just like the ones throughout this book!
And best of all, I love the ending. It’s like she found a way to end this book with a neat and tidy bow while also opening it all up. I’m not sure I’ve seen that before!
I very highly recommend The Perfect Neighbors and I can’t wait to read the rest of Ms. Pekkanen’s books!
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Fluff Smut & Murder
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Yet another great one from Sarah pekkanen
Reviewed in the United States on September 23, 2016
Sarah Pekkanen’s writing gets better and better with each new novel. I seriously heart her and look forward to getting a new story from her every year. I love how its never the same type of character from book to book and now to have a married with children Desperate... See more
Sarah Pekkanen’s writing gets better and better with each new novel. I seriously heart her and look forward to getting a new story from her every year. I love how its never the same type of character from book to book and now to have a married with children Desperate Housewives tale – what a joy!

What I loved: My favorite part of each present-day chapter was the ListServ messages at the start. These messages gave such insight into the comings and goings of the community more than a tweet ever could. How I wish Reese was one of the characters ! Her life would be terrific to peek into because if I were her, I would just be in a ball in the corner drinking myself into a stupor.

What I didn’t love: I know that all great books cannot go on forever and ever (with the exception of Sweet Valley High since that series never ended) but the ending seemed a little abrupt to my liking. I was hoping for just a little more about Tessa’s backstory – maybe a juicy confrontation or something. It just wrapped up a little too cleanly and quickly.

What I learned: My secrets are still way better than yours….

Overall Grade: A-

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Opiescostly
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Mystery...kind of
Reviewed in the United States on February 15, 2018
This book was labeled as a mystery/thriller and although it is a very good read, those terms are misleading. There is a slight question of *who did something" in here but it is mainly a story of friends and their day to day trials and tribulations. But you do develop a... See more
This book was labeled as a mystery/thriller and although it is a very good read, those terms are misleading. There is a slight question of *who did something" in here but it is mainly a story of friends and their day to day trials and tribulations. But you do develop a connection with each friend and care about them and their families. Four stars because of the "mystery/thriller error....not sure I would have purchased it if I had known the real content!.
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Reminiscent of Desperate Housewives!
Reviewed in the United States on June 16, 2017
I love Sarah Pekkanen! Something about her books, the characters, and her writing style draws me in...I''m always totally invested in her stories. The Perfect Neighbors, for lack of a better comparison, reminds me very much of the TV show Desperate Housewives, minus the... See more
I love Sarah Pekkanen! Something about her books, the characters, and her writing style draws me in...I''m always totally invested in her stories. The Perfect Neighbors, for lack of a better comparison, reminds me very much of the TV show Desperate Housewives, minus the sex.

Four women and all are harboring secrets...some more serious than others.

One thing I genuinely loved about the book was the little neighborhood on-line newsletter segments...they were hysterical and truly show how lovably dysfunctional a neighborhood can be.

Perfect for readers who enjoy (reading about) drama. :)
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Lee Cooper
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Newport Cove is the setting and the folks who live here are very happy as they are considered one of the twenty safest ...
Reviewed in the United States on July 17, 2016
This is the first book I have read by this author and I have to say I am impressed. Newport Cove is the setting and the folks who live here are very happy as they are considered one of the twenty safest neighbourhoods in the United States, quite an honour they think. The... See more
This is the first book I have read by this author and I have to say I am impressed. Newport Cove is the setting and the folks who live here are very happy as they are considered one of the twenty safest neighbourhoods in the United States, quite an honour they think. The story evolves around four women, Susan, Gigi, Tessa and Kellie and I grew to really care about these characters as the book progresses. What really happens at home compared to the face we put on each day to go out and see the world? this is not a perfect world as the residents would like you to think and there are many secrets and twists and turns as the story moves along. We all tend to look at others at times and wish for what they have but in doing so we may discover that things are not as rosy as we think. A great read and I would recommend highly recommend this book
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in a setting where everyone has a great life, there are secrets everywhere
Reviewed in the United States on April 2, 2017
Intriguing, everyone in this neighborhood has a story, in a setting where everyone has a great life, there are secrets everywhere!
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hrslvr54
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A page turner
Reviewed in the United States on July 24, 2016
This book reminds me so much of Desperate Housewives, the hit TV show that I loved so much. There was even a mention of a family called the Delfinos. You think you know everything about your neighbors, but their stories sometimes are difficult to imagine. The women in the... See more
This book reminds me so much of Desperate Housewives, the hit TV show that I loved so much. There was even a mention of a family called the Delfinos. You think you know everything about your neighbors, but their stories sometimes are difficult to imagine. The women in the story seem so real, and they can be anyone of us. The book was serious and yet humorous. A fun read.
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Totally fine.
Reviewed in the United Kingdom on November 8, 2017
Oooooookkkkkkkkkk. I did enjoy this but it was a bit ''pedestrian''. I was sold on this book by a suggestion from a blog on ''thrillers'' with twists in the end hat are well worth a read. It really is a good read but I prefer a more psychological type thriller. This was more of...See more
Oooooookkkkkkkkkk. I did enjoy this but it was a bit ''pedestrian''. I was sold on this book by a suggestion from a blog on ''thrillers'' with twists in the end hat are well worth a read. It really is a good read but I prefer a more psychological type thriller. This was more of an edgy ''Babysitters Club''. Perfectly enjoyable but not that thought provoking.
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Nick V.
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Good read
Reviewed in Canada on July 25, 2017
Bought for my wife and she really enjoyed it. Would recommend to friend. Jo oh n u unu im up
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Easy read
Reviewed in Australia on April 25, 2017
Easy read, very pedestrian and predictable. Basic 4 characters life happenings entwine as they live life in the "perfect suburb"
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Sierra
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Four Stars
Reviewed in Canada on July 29, 2016
Very good, did not disappoint .
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Five Stars
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