I have to confess, I started this book a long time ago. It had been well over a year since I had put it down, but as much as I hated it then, a lot of it did stick with me, and when I recently realized I had only about 120 pages left (a fact all on its own which does not reflect well on a "psychological thriller"), I figured I should finish what I started. I went back and reread the first chapter, because it sets off the series of events that make up the novel, and then I skimmed through the rest of what I had read, reminding myself of smaller details. The plot points in the last 100 or so pages made me go from hate to meh, but the protagonist (if you want to call her that, as all she really does is run away from everything) was just as much of a naive fool as I remembered her, and the majority of the secondary characters are just as infuriating. The saving grace for me, was the character of Will, the protagonist Carole's boyfriend. He was unique both in character and in what he added to the plot. Ultimately, though, I just couldn't get beyond how foolish the main character was and how two-dimensional the rest of the supporting characters were.
Wally Lamb compared this book to The Secret History. After reading Lewis's debut, I have decided that I may give her another try in the future, but I will never read a Wally Lamb novel.
ETA: If anyone can explain to me the significance of the title of this book, I would greatly appreciate it. It's very specific, which means it should have a specific reference, but I can only associate it with a very general idea.