Or so they think.
One night, the three women have been enjoying happy hour when their boys come back on bicycles from a late-night dip in their favorite swimming hole. The boys share a secret--news that will shatter the perfect world their mothers have so painstakingly created.
Combining three mothers' points of view in a powerful narrative tale with commentary from entertaining neighborhood listservs, secret text messages, and police reports, The Lifeguards is both a story about the secrets we tell to protect the ones we love and a riveting novel of suspense filled with half-truths and betrayals, fierce love and complicated friendships, and the loss of innocence on one hot summer night.
Comment: I cannot remember why this book was in the pile for the past two years, perhaps related to the mix of cozy vibes and light mystery...
In a well established neighborhood in Austin, we meet three friends, Liza, Annette and Whitney, as they go on through her days in the follow up of a crime which happened nearby. A young woman was found dead but the reasons aren't clear, although it seems their sons Charlie, Bobcat and Xavier, respectively, were in the area at the time the woman apparently died. While this situation brings surprising fears and reactions which might have been overlooked before, each woman also needs to deal with personal issues related to who they are and to their roles in their families. Is this too much for them to bear? How will their friendship resist all the surprises?
This is the first book by the author that I try and, therefore, I had no way to compare to other things by her, but I will be honest and say that there were times this story reminded me of Big little Lies by Liane Moriarty, only in the sense we have the POVs of different characters and they are dealing with a secretive situation while dealing with personal issues, some of which feel very bland and almost silly. This gave the story a cozy feel, actually, and I felt easily invested in learning more about the protagonists.
An interesting fact is that while we get to know what each protagonist is thinking, only Liza's is in first person. Perhaps because she was the most necessary protagonist? Perhaps because we are meant to root more for her and her difficulties? We also have two or three times small chapters, let's call them that, from the boys' POVs, which is helpful to understand their personalities, and to give us a better setting to the events that led to their presence near the spot where the woman died.
The three friends have some things in common but their inner thoughts hide a lot more than they let the others see. Are they really friends, then? I liked these differences between them and knowing about what they fear, about their backgrounds and their family dynamics made for a very rewarding read, that is true. In fact, if the story had been a straight woman's fiction without as much attention to the secondary investigation, perhaps I'd have liked this for the women's journeys alone.
Still, in a way, I cannot say the combination of things didn't work, because for the most part, it did. I was really into the plot and even having the police detective Salvatore and his family dramas, as well as the potential of his character in relation to one of the female protagonists, was another good feature. Everything seemed intriguing, but then the author added two or three more elements and that is where things started to feel they were losing focus.
I think what disappointed me in this book was, ultimately, the execution of the last chapters. To be fair, the resolution of the dead woman's case wasn't a big factor for me because the events are understandable and I was more focused on other things. But these things, namely some issues related to the protagonist's lives and situations they had to deal with, seemed to lead to a climax, a high point and then it all fizzled out. The author hints at possibilities and then, that was it! An epilogue follows, some things I could infer, but the majority of loose threads remains exactly so! I mean, in another type of book, fine, but here, after all the build up, that was frustrating.










