The Lies We Told

The Lies We Told

by Diane Chamberlain

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Maya and Rebecca Ward are both accomplished physicians, but that's where the sisters' similarities end. As teenagers, they witnessed their parents' murder, but it was Rebecca who saved Maya from becoming another of the gunman's victims. The tragedy left Maya cautious and timid, settling for a sedate medical practice with her husband, Adam, while Rebecca became the risk taker.

After a devastating hurricane hits the coast of North Carolina, Rebecca and Adam urge Maya to join them in the relief effort. To please her husband, Maya finally agrees. She loses herself in the care and transport of victims, but when her helicopter crashes into raging floodwaters, there appear to be no survivors.

Forced to accept Maya is gone, Rebecca and Adam turn to one another—first for comfort, then in passion—unaware that, miles from civilization, Maya is injured and trapped with strangers she's not certain she can trust. Away from the sister who has always been there to save her, now Maya must find the courage to save herself—unaware that the life she knew has changed forever.

Product Details

ISBN-13: 9781488038129
Publisher: MIRA Books
Publication date: 08/13/2018
Format: NOOK Book
Pages: 400
Sales rank: 8,075
File size: 589 KB

About the Author

Diane Chamberlain is the bestselling author of twenty novels, including The Midwife's Confession and The Secret Life of CeeCee Wilkes. Diane lives in North Carolina and is currently at work on her next novel. Visit her Web site at and her blog at and her Facebook page at

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I had passed the enormous low-slung building on Capital Boulevard innumerable times but had never gone inside. Today, though, I felt free and whimsical and impulsive. All the moms in my neighborhood had told me there were great bargains inside the old warehouse. I needed no bargains. Adam and I could afford whatever we wanted. With the income of two physicians—a pediatric orthopedist and an anesthesiologist—money had never been our problem. It wasn't until I stepped inside the building, the scent of lemon oil enveloping me, that I realized why I was there. I remembered Katie Winston, one of the women in my North Raleigh neighborhood book club, talking about the beautiful nursery furniture she'd found inside. Katie had been pregnant with her first child at the time. Now she was expecting her third. I'll finally fit in, I thought, as I walked into the building's foyer, where the concrete floor was layered with old Oriental rugs and the walls were faux painted in poppy and gold.

Every single one of the fifteen women in my book club had children except for me. They were always warm and welcoming, but I felt left out as their conversations turned to colic and day care and the pros and cons of Raleigh's year-round school program. They thought I didn't care. Being a doctor set me apart from most of them to begin with, and I was sure they believed I'd chosen career over motherhood. Every one of them was a stay-at-home mom. Most had had short careers before getting pregnant, and a couple still did some work from home, but I knew they saw me outside their circle. They had no idea how much I longed to be one of them. I kept those feelings to myself. Now, though, I was ready to let them out. I'd tell my neighbors at our next meeting. I hoped I could get the words out without crying.

Today marked sixteen weeks. I rested my hand on the slope of my belly as I walked down the aisle on the far left of the building, past cubicles filled with beautiful old furniture or handcrafted items. I was safe. We were safe. Most people waited until the first trimester had passed to tell people the news, but Adam and I had learned that even reaching the twelve-week mark wasn't enough. I'd made it to twelve weeks and two days the last time. We'd wait four months this time, we'd decided. Sixteen weeks. We wouldn't tell anyone before then—except Rebecca, of course—and we wouldn't start fixing up the nursery until we'd passed that sixteen-week milestone.

Smiling to myself, I strolled calmly through the building as though I was looking for nothing in particular. Some of the cubicles were filled with a hodgepodge of goods, crammed so tightly together I couldn't have walked inside if I'd wanted to. Others were a study in minimalism: shelves set up just so, each displaying a single item. Some of the cubicles had shingles in the entryway to give the appearance of a shop on a quaint street corner instead of a small square cubby in a warehouse. Rustler's Cove. Angie's Odds 'n' Ends. North Carolina Needlepoint. There were few other shoppers, though, and absolutely no one who appeared to be guarding the merchandise. If you wanted to slip a knickknack into your pocket, there was no one to see. No one to stop you. That sort of trust in human nature filled me with sudden joy, and I knew my hormones were acting up in a way that made me giddy I ran my fingertips over a smooth polished tabletop in one cubicle, then fingered the edge of a quilt in the next. I passed one tiny cubby that contained only a table with a coffeepot, a plate of wrapped blueberry muffins, a small sign that read Coffee: Free, Muffins: $1.50 each and a basket containing six dollar bills. I couldn't resist. I took two of the muffins for tomorrow's breakfast and slipped a five-dollar bill into the basket. I walked on, the irrational joy mounting inside me. People could be trusted to pay for their muffins. What a wonderful world!

I felt like calling Adam just to hear his voice. How long since I'd done that? Called him for no reason? I hadn't seen him before he left for the hospital that morning, and I'd spent the day seeing patients in my office. If all went well with Adam's surgeries today, he'd be home in time to go out to eat. We could celebrate the sixteen-week milestone together. The baby was due New Year's Day. What could be more fitting? The start of a new year. A new life for all three of us. Things would be better with Adam now. Ever since learning I was pregnant, there'd been a tension between us that we hadn't really acknowledged because we didn't know how to get rid of it. If I was being honest with myself, I had to admit the tension had been there much longer than that. Now, though, I was sure it would disappear. We'd talk at dinner that evening, our future finally full and glowing ahead of us. Maybe we'd make lists of names, something we hadn't dared to do before now. Then we'd go home and make love—really make love, the way we used to before all our lovemaking had turned into baby making. Once upon a time, we'd been good together in bed. I wanted that back.

I saw a sign hanging from a cubicle several yards in front of me. BabyCraft, it read, and I walked straight toward it. This was the place Katie had mentioned, I was sure of it. The lemony scent grew strong as I walked inside the rectangular cubicle. It was filled with furniture, but there was order to the layout. White cribs and dressers and gliders on one side, espresso-colored cribs and changing tables and rockers on the other. I shivered with anticipation, unsure what to look at first. Tags hung from each piece of furniture, telling me the original pieces had been refinished to meet twenty-first-century safety requirements. Lead paint removed. Crib bars moved closer together. The pieces were exquisite. Although Adam and I had held back from turning one of the bedrooms into a nursery, we'd already planned everything to the final detail, lying awake at night, talking. How many men would take that much interest? It had been easier to imagine the mural we'd have painted on the nursery wall than it was to imagine the baby. That would change now.

I spent nearly an hour in the broad cubicle, typing notes into my BlackBerry about the furniture. Prices. Contact information for the BabyCraft shop owner. Everything. And finally, reluctantly, I walked on. I couldn't buy anything. Not yet. I wasn't ready to tempt fate.

I'd be nearly thirty-five when the baby was born. I would have preferred to have my first earlier, but I didn't care at this point. My first. There would be more to come, at least one more baby to use the furniture. Maybe two. Maybe a houseful, I thought, the giddiness returning.


Adam called on my cell when I walked into the house.

"Going to be a long night," he said. "Couple of emergency surgeries, and I'm it. You doing okay?"

"I'm great," I said as I slid open the back door to let Chaun-cey into the yard, spotting the four deer munching our azaleas a second too late. Chauncey tore down the deck steps, barking his crazy head off, and I laughed as the deer raised their indifferent eyes in his direction. They knew he wouldn't take a step past the invisible fence.

"What's with Chaunce?" Adam asked.

"Deer," I said, leaving out the part about the azaleas. Adam thought the deer were funny and beautiful until it came to the yard. "You'll get something to eat at the hospital?" I asked, knowing our celebration would have to wait until the following night.

"Right." He paused for a moment. "I'll be working with Lisa tonight," he said, referring to one of the surgeons who was a good friend of both of ours. "Can I tell her about the Pollywog?"

I smiled. The baby would have his last name—Pollard—and he'd started calling him or her "the Pollywog" a couple of weeks ago. I knew then that he was confident everything would go well this time. I felt the slightest twinge of anxiety over him telling Lisa, but tamped it down. It was time to let the world share our happiness. "Absolutely," I said.

"Great, My." I could hear the grin in his voice. "Let's stay up late tonight and talk until dawn, okay?"

Oh, yes. "I can't wait," I said.

I fed Chauncey and ate a salad, then went upstairs to sit in the room that would become the nursery. The only piece of furniture currently in the room was a rocker. That was one thing we wouldn't need to buy, and if our battered old rocker didn't match the rest of the BabyCraft furniture, I didn't care. It was the rocking chair of my childhood. My mother had nursed and cuddled both Rebecca and myself in that rocker. It was one of the few pieces of furniture I owned that had belonged to my parents. Rebecca had none of it, of course. She lived in an apartment on the second floor of Dorothea Ludlow's Durham Victorian, and her furniture was slapped together from whatever she could find. She was rarely there and couldn't have cared less, but I wished we'd had the foresight to keep more of our parents' belongings. We'd been teenagers then, and furniture had been the last thing on our minds. It was only because the social worker had told us we'd one day appreciate having the rocker that we kept it, too numb to argue with her.

Sitting in the rocker, I imagined the BabyCraft furniture in the room. It would fit perfectly and still leave space for the mural on one wall. I rested my hands on my stomach. "What do you think, little one? Mammals? A Noah's ark kind of thing? Or fish? Birds?" I'm dreaming, I thought. How long had it been since I'd let myself dream?

"You're a rarity," Adam had told me early on, when we were still new to each other and everything about our relationship seemed to sparkle. "Part doctor, part dreamer. A scientist and a romantic, all in one endearing package." Oh, how right he'd been, and what an uneasy blend of traits that could be at times. I could see myself as a stay-at-home mom like so many of my neighbors, my life filled easily and completely with the needs of my children. Yet I loved the challenge of my work. I knew I would find a way to do both. My plan for the next five months was to keep working, stopping as close to my delivery as possible as long as everything went well with my pregnancy. Sixteen weeks. I was going to be fine.


The streets of our neighborhood were deserted as I walked Chauncey before bed. The full moon was veiled by thin gray clouds and a fine mist fell, weaving itself into my hair. It had been a wet August. As we walked beneath a streetlamp, I saw Chauncey's fur glow with tiny damp droplets. The houses were set far apart on the winding, sidewalkless streets, and they were a mix of styles. Brick colonials, like ours, and cedar-sided contemporaries. Woods divided one lot from another, and the trees hugged the road between the houses. Usually Adam was with us for this late-night outing, and walking through the darkness in our perfectly safe neighborhood still sent a shiver through me. Chauncey was a big dog, though. A hundred pounds. Some mix of Swiss Mountain dog and German shepherd, perhaps. He was dark and fierce looking with the personality of a lamb. He was wonderful with kids, and that had been the most important criterion when we found him at the SPCA three years earlier. We hadn't realized then that the wait for those kids would be this long.

The pain was so subtle at first that another woman might not have noticed it. But I'd felt that pain before, the fist closing ever so slowly, sneakily around my uterus.

I stopped in front of a long stretch of fir trees. "Oh, no," I whispered. "No. Go away."

Chauncey looked up at me and I pressed my hand to my mouth, all of my being tuned to that barely perceptible pain.

Was it gone? I focused hard. Maybe I'd imagined it. Maybe just a twinge from the walk? Maybe some stomach thing?

Chauncey leaned against my leg and I rested my hand on top of his broad head. I thought of walking home very slowly, but my feet were glued to the road. There it was again. The sly, sneaky fist.

My fingers shook as I reached for my BlackBerry where it was attached to my waistband. If the surgery was over, Adam would pick up. But when I lifted the phone, it was my sister's number I dialed.


"Do you even know how many of the men at this conference you've slept with?" Dorothea looked around the massive hotel restaurant and Rebecca followed her gaze with annoyance.

"What?" she said. "Dot, you're so full of it. I've slept with exactly one. Brent."

She could see Brent, sandy haired and tan, sitting with a group of people at a table not far from where she and Dorothea were eating dinner. He looked like an aging beach bum, though she knew his coppery skin was from the sun in Peru, where he'd been working in a village devastated by a mudslide and not from lazy days on the beach. She'd known him for years. Her stomach didn't exactly flip with desire at the sight of him, but she felt the sort of warmth you'd feel when you caught a glimpse of a good friend.

"I don't mean this week." The end of Dorothea's long gray braid brushed precariously close to her plate. "I mean, of the couple hundred men at this conference, how many have you slept with over the years?"

"Is that a serious question?" Rebecca rubbed her bare arms. She'd worked out for nearly an hour in the hotel's health club that morning and her muscles had the tight achiness she relished. "Why on earth do you care?" She was crazy about Dorothea Ludlow, but the woman could be such a snark.

"I'm just curious. Your libido's always amazed me. You're like a well that's impossible to fill."

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bridget3420 More than 1 year ago
Maya and Rebecca might share blood and while they are both doctors, they couldn't be more different. Teen years are rough on everyone but Maya and Rebecca had it even rougher. Can you imagine being a teen and seeing your parents be murdered? Luckily, both of them made it out with their lives. This tragic experience has left them both with broken hearts. Maya is careful about everything she does while Rebecca is a free spirit. A hurricane hits North Carolina and the two sisters, along with Maya's husband Adam, take a trip to help out with the relief effort. The helicopter that Maya was riding in goes down, Rebecca and Adam believe that Maya is dead and their relationship becomes something more. Little did they know that Maya is alive and stranded. What will happen when she returns home? Loved it, loved it, loved it! Seriously, I loved everything about this book: writing style, plot, characters, everything. If you like to read, read this book.
harstan More than 1 year ago
When sisters Maya and Rebecca Ward watched their parents being murdered, they reacted totally opposite to the horror in spite of the fact each became a doctor. Pediatric orthopedist Maya is a withdrawn introvert who married Adam not out of love though she cares about him, but out of finding a safe haven. Rebecca has not married and remains an extrovert who works on global disaster relief scenarios. Following a hurricane, Rebecca goes out to help the survivors. Her sister and brother-in-law come with her. However, as Maya flies out of the ravaged area with a patient, her helicopter apparently crashes. The assumption is she is dead, but she remains alive in an isolated area. Adam and Rebecca grieve their loss in ways neither of them or Maya would have fantasized before the helicopter vanished. The Lies We Told is an interesting contemporary tale in which the grievers turn to one another for solace unaware they betray the person they mourn for. The Rebecca-Adam subplot is emotional while the Maya arc is a thriller. Although the latter gets into more perils than Pauline with escapes that rival the implausibility of the movie heroine, fans will enjoy the distant triangle wondering who will do right in the end. Harriet Klausner
charlottesweb93 More than 1 year ago
I have been a huge fan of Diane Chamberlain's for quite a while now. Her writing has been compared to Jodi Picoult, but I will go a step further and say that her writing, while similar in genre, is better than Picoult's. Why, you ask? Well because I don't have the violent urge to throw the book at the wall when I come to the end. Once again, Ms. Chamberlain has written a touching story with characters that find their way into your heart. Her new book tells the story of two sisters. Both Doctor's, but that is where the similarities end. Becca is a Doctor with a non-profit organization that deals with disasters and Maya chose the safer route of an office to practice medicine. But when disaster strikes close to home, Maya is pressured into joining in the disaster relief. The helicopter she is in crashes, leaving Maya's husband and sister to believe she is dead. When really she is stranded on an island with a couple that may not have the most honest of intentions. Just like her other books, Ms. Chamberlain tells her storys from more than one viewpoint. In The Lies We Told, you get to see the story unfold from both Maya's & Becca's views. From fear to anxiety to extreme guilt, you are able to get inside their heads and you can truly experience their emotions. I am doing my best to spread the word, I believe that Diane Chamberlain is a hidden gem of an author that has yet to be discovered by the general population. If you have not read any of her works, be sure to pick one up today, I promise that you will not be disappointed.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Big secrets from the past which comes to haunt the lives of two sisters. Both sisters have totally different personalities, and accomplished physicians. As teens they witnessed their parents' murder, but it was Rebecca who saved Maya from becoming another of the gunman's victims. The tragedy left Maya cautious and timid, settling for a sedate medical practice with her husband, Adam, while Rebecca became the risk taker. Exciting to learn the killer and how everything fell into place as the personalities grew. As usual Diane does not disappoint!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Wow! I’ve read several of her books in the last few days. They are all incredible. You won’t be able to put it down.
busyreadin on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
Very good story of 2 sisters whose parents are murdered when they are young, and the paths as doctors that they take, culminating in the lose of one and the temptation of the other.
CandyH on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
This is another wonderfully crafted story by a very gifted author. It is amazing the way Chamberlain uses the twists and turns at just the right places. This is the story of sisters Rebecca and Maya Ward. The story tells of the challenges and bonds that unite these sisters from the time they lose their parents in a horrible double murder to the nightmare they endure as medical people working for a relief effort after a hurricane in North Carolina. Each sister keeps many truths to herself and when one sister is missing these lies seem to surface to make the girls doubt their feelings and love for the other. This is truly a must read especially for fans of Diane Chamberlain.
CaraLindsey on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
Well written and engrossing at the time I read it. Almost a year later, I couldn't remember what the book was about.
dannalora on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
I enjoyed this book until the epilogue. Before that I would have rated it with 4 stars, however, after reading the epilogue I was so disappointed...come on, could it be?
CDianeK on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
Somehow or another, until very recently, Diane Chamberlain's books have not been on my radar. I'm trying to rectify this as quickly as the library and my bank account will allow.Rebecca and Maya are sisters, both physicians. Maya, timid and easily frightened, is a pediatric orthopedist, quietly going about the business of healing bones in children. She and her anesthesiologist husband Adam, are trying heartbreakingly unsuccessfully to start a family. By contrast. Rebecca is a physician with a nonprofit organization that send doctors to the site of natural disasters. She vociferously rejects the idea of settling down, until Maya's most recent miscarriage awakens an unexpected desire for her own child. They both hold secrets, dating back to the time of their parents' murders some years ago. Both feel responsible for the action of the killer, and each feels as if her sister knows her secret, it will shatter their relationship.When double hurricanes hit near their North Carolina town, Rebecca heads straight for the disaster zone to help out. Accompanying her is Adam, Maya's husband. In scenes that evoke the Gulf Coast after Hurricane Katrina, they quickly find themselves overwhelmed, and Adam sends out a call to Maya to join them. Maya, fearful in chaotic situations since their parents' deaths, doesn't want to go, but does so out of loyalty and guilt towards Adam. Once there, she enters the exhausting fray of the the work they are doing. When sending a critically ill child on a helicopter to a nearby hospital, Maya finds herself forced to ride along.Soon Adam and Rebecca hear of a crash of a transport helicopter, and learn it is Maya's. What follows is the story of how Adam and Rebecca face the presumed loss of Maya, and Maya's desperate attempts to return home to her family.While I was a skosh unhappy with the ending, I can find no other fault in this fabulous novel. Chamberlain, as in her other novels I've read, holds a fantastic, realistic touch with her characterizations and plotlines. The result is a mostly deeply satisfying work. On the cover of one of Chamberlain's other books I've read is the blurb that Chamberlain is the "Southern Jodi Picoult." All I can say about that is: Jodi Picoult WISHES. Well done and highly recommended.
mckait on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
I think that if I were titling this book, it would be called The Lies We Never Told. The story is very much based on things left unsaid, rather than lies told. Two sisters, Rebecca and Maya Ward suffered a family tragedy early in their lives. Rebecca was eighteen and Maya just fourteen when their parents were murdered. Each of the sisters felt that she was to blame for the murders. Each of them was right, each wrong. Despite what happened to their family, these two grew into apparently happy and successful individuals. They both excelled in school and became doctors. They both lost themselves in education to avoid facing their losses and themselves. Also, despite having similar experiences and education, these two women seemed to be very different. Rebecca, being the elder of the sisters took on a protective role. She put her own schooling n hold in order to raise her sister after the deaths of their parents. No one could deny her selflessness and generosity. Maya fell into the role of the protected sister, always feeling the need to lean on someone. She was clearly the less storn of the two, or so it seemed. Rebecca worked with a disaster relief organization that took her to all corners of the world, always in the very worst of circumstances. Maya had an amiable and loving husband, himself a doctor, and was interested in starting a family. This did not stop the sisters from being close and loving. Nor did the secrets and "lies" that lay between them. It was appropriately enough a hurricane that stepped up and blew through life as these women knew it, and the aftereffects that would whirl them towards a much different life than the one which they had been living. A question through much of the book was how to go on when someone you love is ripped from your life, just gone. This is the story about how these three doctors, this family wound up after the storm. Good ending.. one full star added for that! It made enduring the slow and frustrating spots worth the effort.
missysbooknook on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
This was an enjoyable read from start to finish.Sisters Maya and Rebecca couldn't be more different. Maya longs to be a mom, and Rebecca is totally career-oriented. Both are medical doctors. Maya is married to Adam, also a medical doctor. Rebecca is single, and plans to stay that way....until a horrible turn of events changes her life and the lives of many others in a drastic way. Maya is the shy, timid type character who is safely ensconced in her role as a pediatrician. When she is called upon to help out in a disaster relief effort after 2 hurricanes, she is put to the test. Her husband and sister are already there helping out, and Maya doesn't want to disappoint them. This turn of events changes Maya's life in ways that she could never imagine.I found myself cheering Maya on to take steps that were totally out of character for her. She was able to find an inner strength that she never even knew that she possesed. Her sister Rebecca kind of rubbed me the wrong way....her character being very out-spoken and bossy. I had no idea how this story was going to play out, and I was very pleasantly surprised at the end. This is the first of Diane Chamberlain's books that I have read. Now I am eager to get my hands on her other books. I have already ordered 3 others.....The Secret Life of Cee Cee Wilkes, Secrets She Left Behind and Summer's Child. I can't wait to read them. I highly recommend The Lies We Told.....a riveting and rewarding story of loss, love and finding out what is most important in life.
CMash on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
The Lies We Told by Diane ChamberlainPublished by MIRA BooksISBN-13: 978-0-7783-2853-7 At the request of Meryl L Moss Media Relations (The Book Trib) a PB copy was sent, at no cost to me, for my honest review. Synopsis (back of book): Maya and Rebecca Ward are both accomplished physicians, but that's where the sisters' similarities end. As teenagers, they witnessed their parents' murder, but it was Rebecca who saved Maya from becoming another of the gunman's victims. The tragedy left Maya cautious and timid settling for a sedate medical practice with her husband, Adam, while Rebecca became the risk taker. After a devastating hurricane hits the coast of North Carolina, Rebecca and Adam urge Maya to join them in the relief effort. To please her husband, Maya finally agrees. She loses herself in the care and transport of victims, but when her helicopter crashes into raging floodwaters, there appear to be no survivors. Forced to accept Maya is gone, Rebecca and Adam turn to one another-first for comfort, then in passion-unaware that, miles from civilization, Maya is injured and trapped with strangers she's not certain she can trust. Away from the sister who has always been there to save her, now Maya must find the courage to save herself-unaware that the life she knew has changed forever. My Thoughts and Opinion: What a book !! Even though there are 371 pages, I found it to be a quick read because I had to keep reading at a fast pace to keep up with the fast pace of the storyline. The characters came to life, to the point that I was disappointed the story ended because I wanted to continue following their lives, especially with the surprise ending. I could actually feel the emotions, especially of the 2 sisters, Maya and Rebecca. The portrayal of how they both handled the trauma of their parents' murders differently , which they both felt guilty for but never discussed, molded and affected them as adults was compelling. Reading the written detailed graphic account of the disaster following a hurricane was so vivid, that it felt like I was watching a movie. I really enjoyed the medical aspect of the plot being a retired RN. This was the first time I read a book written by Diane Chamberlain and I will definitely be reading her prior books. Would I recommend this book? Absolutely!! My Rating: 5
jjameli on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
The Lies We Told is a really good book. It¿s the story of two sisters, completely different yet close due to the murder of their parents when they were younger. Maya and Rebecca are both doctors, yet in totally different realms. Rebecca, the older sister, who took guardianship over Maya when there parents were murdered is a adventure seeking, independent person, who seems somewhat cold. She¿s a doctor for DIDA, which is a non profit organization that goes around the world where they are needed when disasters happen. Maya is timid, and co-dependent, and constantly scared and works in safety of a hospital. Maya has been trying to have a baby with her husband Adam, and the wear and tear of concieving and losing babies is taking it¿s toll on them, and their marriage. When a storm hits the U.S Coast both Rebecca and Adam leave with DIDA to help out. With the disaster area out of control, Adam calls Maya to come and help. Maya being afraid of anything outside the norm is hesitant to go, but knowing that going will make Adam happy she decides to go. While there Maya is sent on a helicopter to help the transporting of a patients that are seriously injured to a local hospital, when it crashes. Soon both Rebecca and Adam learn of the crash, and are devastated. After surviving the crash, Maya begins a journey of her own. She is stranded on an island with a couple that are backwoods. They prefer to live outside of the ongoing world, and prefer to be isolated. I really can¿t say enough about this book. It kept me up all night reading, though I have to say the ending was unbelievable, but darn can Diane Chamberlain weave a story so mesmerizing that a bad ending takes nothing away from the story. Throughout the story we learn bits and pieces about what happened that night their parents were murdered, slowly everything starts coming out. This was a really interesting part in the The Lies We Told, because the book starts off with the murder of their parents in a prologue. From the beginning we know the secrets will revolve around the murder.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
The overall plot and subplots were intriguing, but the book became too wordy, overly detailed and eventually boring in several places.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
It was a OK book.not one of my favorites by her
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Once again, i've found myself enthralled with another Diane Chamberlain book!
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I have three books by Diane Chamberlain and couldn't put either one of them down. I recommend anything by this author.
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Yvonne Sturdivant More than 1 year ago
Diane Chamberlain is a master at drawing in her readers!! She creates suspense, twists, and surprises that bring her readers back again and again!