Books before food (and any sort of comfortable life).
Summary: What if you had a long-lost twin? What if she disappeared the day you were supposed to meet? How far would you go to find out what happened? I had a life anyone would kill for. Then someone did. The worst part of being dead is that there’s nothing left to live for. No more kisses. No more secrets. No more gossip. It’s enough to kill a girl all over again. But I’m about to get something no one else does—an encore performance, thanks to Emma, the long-lost twin sister I never even got to meet. Now Emma’s desperate to know what happened to me. And the only way to figure it out is to be me—to slip into my old life and piece it all together. But can she laugh at inside jokes with my best friends? Convince my boyfriend she’s the girl he fell in love with? Pretend to be a happy, carefree daughter when she hugs my parents good night? And can she keep up the charade, even after she realizes my murderer is watching her every move? Let the lying game begin.
I hope to God that this isn’t a typical Sara Shepard series because if it is then I’m going to get out after the third or fourth book. Don’t get me wrong, Shepard is witty and funny and perfect in the teenage genre. But her books go on forever, and she’s already setting this one up that way: the book ends as if it were the end of a chapter. That’s it. Not even a bit of resolution. I was so excited for this book because Shepard is a boss and the whole concept of the book is brilliant. Fitting into a dead twin’s life? How utterly exciting! But the end ruined it for me after it dropped off of the face of the earth. Damn you Sara Shepard. I’ll probably read the next one and maybe the one after that, but I think I may drop her if it goes on like Pretty Little Liars did. Great series, but it went on forever. Oh well. We’ll see.