We were liars by E. Lockhart [so am I]

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What started out as an easy and interesting read turned into the last chapter of shock.

We were liars, is about what goes on behind the scenes in the house of the Sinclair family.

Particularly, Cady.

The story is about four cousins who get together every summer and hence call themselves the liars.

And then there’s an accident.

This book is about the things leading to the accident, the things after the accident and how Cady tries to solve the mystery of the accident.

At first, this book gives the impression of a book which pulls the curtains on the lives of the rich and seemingly perfect, namely The Sinclairs. It’s a very cryptic and mysterious read. As the book progresses, the questions we have to ask becomes clear to the reader and to Cady too.

The accident, which normally wouldn’t be the mystery, is a puzzle in this book.
Cady has all these gaps in her memory, and without anyone ready to fill in them, the answers that we get, are totally out of the blue and shocking. (IMO)


You know when you read books which are suspenseful and have these revealing moments and there are events leading up to it all along? And some books have people with a huge dark secret that is unknown? Some of those books, are bad. Their suspense is terrible. Or very predictable.


But some of them, are good. (wow so smart) They are the gems. Classics like Rebecca, with suspense so good and the outcomes satisfying. This book definitely has a good suspense. Not only is the suspense worth the book, but the twist in the end is just terrific. It makes us question a lot of facts (true story, I had to pause and think back) and also leaves your jaw hanging (true story too).


The characters in this book are memorable and leave an impression on us. All the three liars and their quirks and their characters are intriguing and the connection between Cady and all of them is very real.

Which brings me to the writing. Leaving aside the fact that the writing in this book paired well with the mystery and the theme, there were certain lines of the books I loved endlessly.

Particularly the ones in which she describes the liars.

“We are liars. We are beautiful and privileged. We are cracked and broken.”

“The island is ours. Here, in some way, we are young forever.”

“We are Sinclairs. Beautiful. Privileged. Damaged. Liar. We live, least in the summertime, on a private island off the coast of Massachusetts. Perhaps that is all you need to know.”

“I loved the hole in his jeans and the dirt on his bare feet and the scab on his elbow and the scar that laces through one eyebrow. Gat, my Gat.”

“We were warm and shivering,
and young and ancient,
and alive.
I was thinking, it’s true. We already love each other.
We already do.”

The writing, like any suspense filled book, leaves us wanting for more. And it also never gets heavy handed. It keeps us guessing and interested and never feels like a chore.


A huge reason why I don’t read mystery books is because of their writing. While an Agatha Christie is certainly engaging, it’s a fully preoccupying book. Like Rebecca, with was an amazing but intense read with a lot of words.

But this book takes the minimalist turn. It’s few words keep us leaping off of the sentences. And its words give a very flighty feel.

Another thing I adored in this book was the twist with the children’s tales. Again, that made the whole process of filling in the gaps through Cady’s mind very real. And it signifies the process of judgement and opinion forming.


A very cute signature of this book I shall be taking with me forever, it’s the idea of writing quotes broken up into two, first half on the left hand and the other on the right. It’s even given me future tattoo ideas!

Recommendation: Anyone who likes a quick short read with cryptic writing and a fairytale aura.

Ratings: 4/5

WWLBlurb: A beautiful and distinguished family.

A private island.

A brilliant, damaged girl; a passionate, political boy.
A group of four friends—the Liars—whose friendship turns destructive.
A revolution. An accident. A secret.
Lies upon lies.
True love.
The truth.

Read it.
And if anyone asks you how it ends, just LIE.

Lots of love,


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