When a group of neighborhood women gathers, wine in hand, around a fire pit where their backyards meet one Saturday night, most of them are just ecstatic to have discovered that their baby monitors reach that far. It’s a rare kid-free night, and they’re giddy with it. They drink too much, and the conversation turns personal.
By Monday morning, one of them is gone.
Everyone knows something about everyone else in the quirky small Ohio town of Yellow Springs, but no one can make sense of the disappearance. Kristin was a sociable twin mom, college administrator, and doctor’s wife who didn’t seem all that bothered by her impending divorce—and the investigation turns up more questions than answers, with her husband, Paul, at the center. For her closest neighbor, Clara, the incident triggers memories she thought she’d put behind her—and when she’s unable to extract herself from the widening circle of scrutiny, her own suspicions quickly grow. But the neighborhood’s newest addition, Izzy, is determined not to jump to any conclusions—especially since she’s dealing with a crisis of her own.
As the police investigation goes from a media circus to a cold case, the neighbors are forced to reexamine what’s going on behind their own closed doors—and to ask how well anyone really knows anyone else.
It’s not that the book is awful. It’s not. The writing was great and the pages kept turning. It’s just…nothing happens in this book. Not a thing. Not. One. Thing. Happens. You’re basically reading about these types of people of their day to day lives.
I never really got fully invested with the characters. It was almost like there was just too much going on with all of them. I liked them- but the pacing of the story was just way too slow for me. When there is so much going on within a story and it moves at a slow pace it drowns all of the goodness out for me as a reader.
My favorite part of the entire book was the character development though. With as many characters as this book had it should have been hard to execute but the author really knocked that out of the park. The growth and the things going on with them was enough to keep my brain occupied for a while.
Not That I Could Tell was very underwhelming and predictable. If I had to think of two words to sum it up, those are if. It was really great until I finally realized that there were no twists. Mainly because I had guessed them all because the predictability was off the charts.
But if you’re looking for a women’s lit book and if you liked Big Little Lies you’ll truly devour this book in no time.