Title: Why Can’t I Be You
Author: Allie Larkin
Release date: February 26, 2013
Genre: Contemporary Fiction
Age Group: Adult
Tour organized by: AToMR Tours
WHY CAN’T I BE YOU takes its name from a 1987 hit song from English rock band The Cure. All her life, Jenny Shaw toed the line, striving to be the perfect colleague, girlfriend, and daughter – a path that has led her to an unhappy (though successful) career, a failed relationship, and all-but-severed family ties. On her way to the airport for her first business trip, she is unceremoniously dumped by the man she thought she would one day marry. In her haze of shock and confusion, she responds to the wrong name when Myra Aberly, organizer of Seattle ’s Mt. Si class of 1999’s thirteenth high-school reunion, shouts “Jessie!” across the hotel lobby.
In an instant, Jenny Shaw becomes Jessie Morgan, a woman to whom she bears an uncanny resemblance. She is immediately embraced by Jessie’s warm circle of friends – and gains a possible love interest. But when Jenny becomes more and more curious about Jessie’s history, she uncovers a trail of secrets, pain and deceit that inspires her to uncover the truth that will heal her own painful past.
I knew I had to look absolutely awful, but the woman behind
the reception desk gave me a big smile and said, “Welcome to the
Salish Lodge,” as if she were graciously inviting me into her own
home. “Here for the reunion?” she asked. She wore a crisp white
shirt and a black sweater with a ruffled front, and her hair was
pulled back into a sleek, low ponytail without the slightest hint of
a flyaway hair. Her name tag rested perfectly just below her shoulder,
so you weren’t forced to stare at her boob to learn that her
name was Ashley.
“No,” I said. “The New Media in Public Relations conference.”
“Oh, yes.” She took my name and found my fi le. “Will you be
needing help with your luggage?”
I felt my eyes well up again. “They lost my luggage,” I said. I
turned my head and watched the flames in the big stone fi replace
in the lobby while I composed myself.
“Well, I can call the airline and see when they’re expecting
to deliver it.”
“Oh, no,” I said, hating to be caught in a lie, even if it was a
little one. “It was the car service to the airport. They drove off
without leaving it.” It wasn’t a total lie. “I called, but the best they
can do is take it back home for me.”
“Then you’ll probably be needing a shuttle back into Seattle
to do a little shopping before the conference starts tomorrow,” she
said, with a wink.
“That would be wonderful,” I said, feeling worse about the lie.
She was so nice. She probably would have been sympathetic if
I’d told her the truth.
To learn what the “the truth” is read WHY CAN’T I BE YOU by Allie Larkin.