After reading this book, I understand the mixed reviews. There were some parts of this story that had me on the edge of my seat, but not enough of them. This is a story of a completely dysfunctional family. It was more than My Mother, the Liar, it was everyone, sister, grandmother etc. There was pretty much everything thrown into this story, incest, abortion, murder, stolen identities, epileptic seizures, wrongful imprisonment and others I have not mentioned. It was an okay read, but not one I would necessarily recommend. The publisher, HQ Digital, generously provided me with a copy of this book to read.
About the Book (From Goodreads): Every family has its secrets…
Two dead bodies. A lifetime of secrets.
When Rachel Porter’s estranged mother dies, she returns to her family home filled with dread about having to face her past, and the people who populated it. Little does she know that there are dead bodies waiting to be discovered, and a lifetime of secrets are about to untangle.
Secrets kept by her mother, the liar.
About the Author: Ann Troup tells tales and can always make something out of nothing (which means she writes books and can create unique things from stuff other people might not glance twice at). She was once awarded 11 out of 10 for a piece of poetry at school – she now holds that teacher entirely responsible for her inclination to write.
Her writing space is known as ‘the empty nest’, having formerly been her daughters bedroom. She shares this space with ten tons of junk and an elderly Westie, named Rooney, who is her constant companion whether she likes it or not. He likes to contribute to the creative process by going to sleep on top of her paperwork and running away with crucial post-it notes, which have inadvertently become stuck to his fur. She is thinking of renaming him Gremlin.
She lives by the sea in Devon with her husband and said dog. Two children have been known to remember the place that they call home, but mainly when they are in need of a decent roast dinner, it’s Christmas or when only Mum will do. She also has extremely decent stepchildren.
In a former incarnation she was psychiatric nurse, an experience which frequently informs her writing. She has also owned a cafe and an art/craft gallery. Now she only makes bacon sandwiches as a sideline, but does continue to dabble with clay, paint, paper, textiles, glue…you name it. Occasionally she may decide to give away some of these creations (you have been warned!).