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A well-written and engrossing read, with just enough twists to make it special.

Sloane Caraway is a liar. At thirty-three years old, Sloane is not unattractive, but finds her own life (a nail technician who lives with her ailing mother) boring and not in the least exotic. And so, Sloan listens, snoops, gossips, talks too much, and is not averse to spinning tall tales to make her life appear intriguing.

Burdened with a somewhat mysterious and unfortunate past that the reader catches only vague glimpses of, Sloane’s current life is about to change in a major way when she assists a handsome stranger whose small child is injured in a nearby park. One small lie soon snowballs into a complete alter ego, a glamorous new opportunity, and best of all, more time in the company of the delicious Jay Lockhart (who does, unfortunately, turn out to be married).

As Sloane catapults deeper into her web of lies, her life becomes ever more entangled with Violet (Jay’s glamorous wife), and Harper (their five year old daughter), along with the luscious Jay, as lies abound so freely now, it’s not exactly clear from whom each arises.

A tense and fast-moving plot unfolds, with Sloane soon in the middle of more (much more) than she had bargained for. The lushly layered lives populating Sloane’s world explode with newly-found opulence, friendship, beauty and of course, lust, as the story winds and dips and builds, – ultimately revealing a neat and tidy twister of an ending that ticks off all unanswered questions.

And leaves one, (on behalf of at least one of our main protagonists) to wonder – was boring really so awful, after all?

A great big thank you to Netgalley, the author and the publisher for an ARC of this book. All thoughts presented are my own.