But still. I should have known right away that something wasn’t right.
Quinn is swept up in a spiraling whirl wind of fear and self-doubt when she discovers her roommate, Esther, missing- the window left open to the fire escape below and the curtains fluttering in the breeze. At first Quinn doesn’t believe anything is amiss but as she digs deeper into Esther’s private life she discovers things that cause her to wonder who her roommate and closest friend is and whether she ever really knew her at all.
Maybe Esther isn’t transparent, after all. Not a pane of glass but rather a toy kaleidoscope, the kind with intricate mosaics and patterns that change every time you so much as turn the edge.
Alex is a smart young man forced to abandon a bright future to care for his alcoholic father. Working as a dishwasher at the local diner, Alex’s only companion is a reclusive, agoraphobic older women to whom he delivers take-out lunches to on occasion. It is no surprise that he is captivated by a young, mysterious and uniquely beautiful girl who begins to frequent the diner. As he slowly begins a friendship with this new girl, whom he refers to as Pearl, he begins to learn a little about her past though she largely remains an enigma.
Alternating between Quinn’s and Alex’s stories, Don’t You Cry steadily builds to a suspenseful convergence where everyone’s secrets are revealed.
It’s all just fun and games until somebody gets hurt. Isn’t that how the saying goes?
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A review copy of this title was provided by Harlequin MIRA via Netgalley.