How did I get it?:
It was a Christmas present from Beth.
Rachel died at two a.m …Three hours after Skyler kissed me for the first time. Forty-five minutes after she sent me her last text. Jaycee and Rachel were best friends. But that was before…before that terrible night at the old house. Before Rachel shut Jaycee out. Before Jaycee chose Skyler over Rachel. Then Rachel is found dead. The police blame a growing gang problem in their small town, but Jaycee is sure it has to do with that night at the old house. Rachel’s text is the first clue-starting Jaycee on a search that leads to a shocking secret. Rachel’s death was no random crime, and Jaycee must figure out who to trust before she can expose the truth. In the follow-up to her powerful debut, Jennifer Shaw Wolf keeps readers on their toes in another dark, romantic story of murder and secrets.
I had been eagerly anticipating reading Dead Girls Don’t Lie because of the synopsis. I thought it sounded particularly intriguing. Unfortunately, something fell short for me. I can appreciate that the book was well written, and well paced, but I didn’t connect with the characters as much as I wanted to, meaning that I didn’t feel invested enough in what happened to them.
Dead Girls Don’t Lie is billed as a Young Adult/thriller/mystery read. It centres around the murder of Rachel. Rachel is murdered the same night her best friend Jaycee ignores her call for help. When Jaycee reads the text message from Rachel, she begins to believe there’s more to her friend’s death than a gang related violence crime. When Rachel starts to explore further, there really is more than what meets the eye.
Of course, this sounds brilliant. But, unfortunately, it felt flat to me. I think part of the reason I didn’t get on very well with this book, is because there were quite a few stereotypes. I felt like the book was heavily based on religion. Our main character Jaycee, has an incredibly religious father. The reader is constantly reminded of the fact that she should be a good Christian. Now, I don’t have anything against religion, I’m pretty open and don’t mind what people believe, however, I don’t think the religious aspect of this book added anything to the story. It completely turns me off of the story when religion feels forced upon me. Another stereotype that I couldn’t get on with was the assumption that the Mexican migrant workers were bad people and the church going Christians were perfect. I felt like the reader was made to assume that this was the way things worked in this particular setting. Perhaps there are places like this in the world, but for me, it wasn’t believable and it just grated on me.
I didn’t really get to like any of the characters in this book. I found Jaycee incredibly naïve. She didn’t seem to do much either. Things just kept happening to her. It seemed to fall into place quite easily without any real building of mystery.
I think other’s would enjoy this book, especially if you like small town stories. But for me, I didn’t find it memorable or believable.
Would I recommend it?:
It’s not for me!- I didn’t really buy into the story.