A handsome stranger comes to the sleepy New England town of Salem Falls in hopes of burying his past: once a teacher at a girl’s prep school, Jack St. Bride was destroyed when a student’s crush sparked a powder keg of accusation. Now washing dishes for Addie Peabody at the Do-or-Diner, he slips quietly into his new routine, and Addie finds this unassuming man fitting easily inside her heart. But amid the rustic calm of Salem Falls, a quartet of teenage girls harbour dark secrets – and they maliciously target Jack with a shattering allegation. Now, at the centre of a modern day witch-hunt, Jack is forced once again to proclaim his innocence: to a town searching for answers, to a justice system where truth becomes a slippery concept written in shades of grey, and to the woman who has come to love him.
I borrowed this book from a friend – she strongly recommended it to me. At first, I didn’t really think it would be any good. I just started to read it when I had nothing else and I surprised myself by being immediately hooked. It reminds me of To Kill a Mockingbird, actually – a similar story of a rape accusation and townsfolk that won’t believe the truth.
This book is very well written – I like that I had to fetch a dictionary a few times, but what I also mean is that the author was very clever with how she portrayed each character and the situation. Both Addie Peabody and St. Bride’s own mother maintain the seriousness of sexual assault, despite there being two characters that could lead you to believe other wise. It doesn’t trivialise the situation, but it encourages you to consider that there’s always two sides to every story, and not everyone is as truthful as you’d like to think. The occasional jumps in time work really well, too.
I think this is a book that could be enjoyed by both men and women – and it would probably raise awareness in many ways.
Now I know how good Jodi Picoult is, I’ll probably give some of her other books a go.