Jennifer is a murderer. She killed her best friend when she was ten years old and now, after 6 years in prison, around a year of a normal life with the fake identity 'Alice Tully', and more than a year with a second fake identity, Jennifer (or now 'Kate Rickman') is forever looking over her shoulder, unable to shake the memory of the terrible crime she committed and the fear of being caught by the public.
Anne Cassidy, you've done it again and might I say you've done it brilliantly. You've made me hate a character. Actually, hate isn't a strong enough word. You've made me want this character to DIE A PAINFUL DEATH. So who am I talking about? Not Jennifer. Carol Jones, Jennifer's mother. I hated how self-absorbed she was in the first book and this book made me hate her even more. I despised how selfish she was, how lost in her own world of being a model she was that she never once thought about her daughter's pain. And the pain of Jennifer, both in the past and the present, was brilliantly written. This story was told with two different narratives, one set in the present and the other set in the past. The past narrative gave more information into Jennifer's back story and her life as a child. It was this that made the story so much more fascinating. I loved how Cassidy never tried to sugarcoat what Jennifer did but she still told her side of the story. My only criticism is that there were some opportunities for this story to be more of a mystery, and in the end the conclusion was pretty normal. However, I respect that Cassidy was probably trying to make this book more well-rounded.

Nonetheless it was enjoyable, the characters were well developed, and the ending was strong. It wasn't happy, it was real, and despite what Jennifer did I'm glad she got that ending, because it felt like she finally chose the right life to live.

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