The Lies That Bind
A Novel
(Sprache: Englisch)
NEW YORK TIMES BESTSELLER In this irresistible novel from the author of All We Ever Wanted and Something Borrowed, a young woman falls hard for an impossibly perfect man before he disappears without a trace. . . .
It s 2 A.M. on a Saturday...
It s 2 A.M. on a Saturday...
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NEW YORK TIMES BESTSELLER In this irresistible novel from the author of All We Ever Wanted and Something Borrowed, a young woman falls hard for an impossibly perfect man before he disappears without a trace. . . . It s 2 A.M. on a Saturday night in the spring of 2001, and twenty-eight-year-old Cecily Gardner sits alone in a dive bar in New York s East Village, questioning her life. Feeling lonesome and homesick for the Midwest, she wonders if she ll ever make it as a reporter in the big city and whether she made a terrible mistake in breaking up with her longtime boyfriend, Matthew.
As Cecily reaches for the phone to call him, she hears a guy on the barstool next to her say, Don t do it you ll regret it. Something tells her to listen, and over the next several hours and shots of tequila the two forge an unlikely connection. That should be it, they both decide the next morning, as Cecily reminds herself of the perils of a rebound relationship. Moreover, their timing couldn t be worse Grant is preparing to quit his job and move overseas. Yet despite all their obstacles, they can t seem to say goodbye, and for the first time in her carefully constructed life, Cecily follows her heart instead of her head.
Then Grant disappears in the chaos of 9/11. Fearing the worst, Cecily spots his face on a missing-person poster, and realizes she is not the only one searching for him. Her investigative reporting instincts kick into action as she vows to discover the truth. But the questions pile up fast: How well did she really know Grant? Did he ever really love her? And is it possible to love a man who wasn t who he seemed to be?
The Lies That Bind is a mesmerizing and emotionally resonant exploration of the never-ending search for love and truth in our relationships, our careers, and deep within our own hearts.
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chapter oneMay 2001
It is sometime between one and two in the morning, and I am sitting alone in a grungy, graffiti-covered dive bar in the East Village. The vibe is mellow, the crowd as eclectic as the jukebox a blend of rock and metal, punk and hip-hop. At the moment, Dido is crooning Thank You, the ballad I loved, then overplayed and tired of, which now just fills me with aching lonesomeness.
As I finish a pint of stout, I make eye contact with the bartender, a middle-aged, gray-haired man who is pleasant but not chatty. Would you like another? he asks with a hint of an Irish accent I didn t notice before.
Yes, please, I say, then, against my better judgment, ask if they have a pay phone.
He tells me they do, but it s out of service. I feel a wave of relief, until he hands me a cordless phone from behind the bar and says I m welcome to use it if it s not long distance. I stare down at the receiver, thinking that this is precisely why Scottie, my best friend since the first grade, told me to stay in and not drink. Batten down the hatches, he had coached me from our hometown of Pewaukee, Wisconsin, explaining that I wasn t ready to be tested by a buzz.
I initially followed his advice, hunkering down on my secondhand slipcovered sofa to eat Thai takeout and watch the shows I d been videotaping all week: Will & Grace and The West Wing, Frasier and Friends, Survivor and The Sopranos. Television, I d discovered in the week since Matthew and I had broken up, had the numbing effect of alcohol without the obvious pitfalls, and it eventually lulled me to sleep, one step closer to the elusive promise of time healing all.
But sometime around midnight, after transferring from my sofa to my bed across my four-hundred-square-foot studio apartment, I snapped wide awake to a disjointed but decidedly R-rated dream featuring Matthew and Jennifer Aniston or to be more precise, Rachel Green, who also happened to be cheating on Ross.
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Staring up at a water stain on my plaster ceiling, I told myself that it actually wouldn t be cheating in our case we were broken up, not on a break but I still felt irrationally pissed, imagining Matthew with someone new, moving on before I could. Of course, the opposite could also be true. He could be staring up at his ceiling, missing me, too. Maybe he d even caved and called me.
I reached for my cellphone on the nightstand, flipping it open, checking for a voicemail or even a missed call. Nothing. I got up, stumbled over to my desk, and stared into that damn red eye on my answering machine, taunting me with the reminder that I had No. New. Messages. The last step was to turn on my computer and check my AOL email and Instant Messenger the portal where Matthew and I once communicated throughout our workday. Still nothing. That s when the panic set in. Panic that I d never be able to fall back asleep; panic that even if I did fall asleep, all that awaited me was a lonely Sunday morning; and most of all, panic that I would look back at this fork in the road as the biggest mistake of my life. That Matthew would become my One Who Got Away. The one I pushed away simply because I had no guarantee of a future with him.
Like an alcoholic holding a bottle of vodka, I ran my fingers over the keyboard, craving the familiar, asking myself what it would really hurt to say hello. I told myself not to do it. Not only because of pride, but because I didn t want to go backward. The first week was surely the hardest. It had to get easier. I had to be strong. And that s when I made the split-second decision to leave my apartment, get some fresh air, move away from my electronic instruments of self-&sh
I reached for my cellphone on the nightstand, flipping it open, checking for a voicemail or even a missed call. Nothing. I got up, stumbled over to my desk, and stared into that damn red eye on my answering machine, taunting me with the reminder that I had No. New. Messages. The last step was to turn on my computer and check my AOL email and Instant Messenger the portal where Matthew and I once communicated throughout our workday. Still nothing. That s when the panic set in. Panic that I d never be able to fall back asleep; panic that even if I did fall asleep, all that awaited me was a lonely Sunday morning; and most of all, panic that I would look back at this fork in the road as the biggest mistake of my life. That Matthew would become my One Who Got Away. The one I pushed away simply because I had no guarantee of a future with him.
Like an alcoholic holding a bottle of vodka, I ran my fingers over the keyboard, craving the familiar, asking myself what it would really hurt to say hello. I told myself not to do it. Not only because of pride, but because I didn t want to go backward. The first week was surely the hardest. It had to get easier. I had to be strong. And that s when I made the split-second decision to leave my apartment, get some fresh air, move away from my electronic instruments of self-&sh
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Autoren-Porträt von Emily Giffin
Emily Giffin is the author of nine internationally bestselling novels: Something Borrowed, Something Blue, Baby Proof, Love the One You re With, Heart of the Matter, Where We Belong, The One & Only, First Comes Love, and All We Ever Wanted. A graduate of Wake Forest University and the University of Virginia School of Law, she lives in Atlanta with her husband and three children.
Bibliographische Angaben
- Autor: Emily Giffin
- 2021, 368 Seiten, Maße: 13,7 x 20,8 cm, Kartoniert (TB), Englisch
- Verlag: Penguin Random House
- ISBN-10: 039917897X
- ISBN-13: 9780399178979
- Erscheinungsdatum: 17.07.2021
Sprache:
Englisch
Pressezitat
Praise for Emily GiffinGiffin is a worldwide best-selling author because she gets under your skin by creating relatable characters wrestling within believable situations. The Atlanta Journal-Constitution
Giffin [has a] trademark ability to capture the complexities of human emotions while telling a rip-roaring tale. The Washington Post
Giffin s talent is pretty much unparalleled when it comes to the modern woman s story about life, love and family. Redbook
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