You Are Not Alone

by Greer Hendricks

I see Jody’s eyes widen at the mention of the Moore sisters, but I don’t give her any more details. I look down

The whole premise of this book is so misogynistic. This never happens in real life. Women are portrayed as weak gullible creatures to be preyed on by other women in this case. It's exhausting and offensive. The lead character is so codependent, that it is unreal

I have other things to look forward to: Cassandra and Jane suggested we grab dinner one night next week.

Getting weary of this sick dependent behavior when there has been no compelling evidence that the sisters are charming. That is how women talk in general. Showing concern or even faking it. Don't understand why these two are special and makes the lead character fall head over heels

“Promise us you’ll use it all,” Jane says. “Especially the purse. There’s no point in having a beautiful bag just hanging in your closet.” “Don’t be afraid to carry it all the time,” Cassandra adds. “This is your new everyday purse.”

No one says stuff like this. U can instantly spot goading in real ife specially if it's this brazen

I’m going to take their advice and use it every day.

Yeah no one can be this thick

If you really want a makeover, you’ve got to let us help! Jane and I live for this stuff, Cassandra had told me. I totally see you in this color, Jane had said, handing me a tear sheet of a model in a shampoo ad to give to the hairstylist—the one the

Come on. She has already started piecing things together. What is this? Gullible nation?

Moore sisters brought me to. Cassandra had asked him to shape my eyebrows, too. When I’d mentioned I’d been toying with the idea of contact lenses, they’d squealed, Do it!—and pushed me to book an appointment. They knew Amanda so well. Could it simply be a coincidence that all of their suggestions make me look more like their dead friend? Even if it wasn’t their intention, they must see it. Amanda’s style does suit me; I know I look better now. Just as her apartment is perfect for me. So why are my hands shaking? I cancel my appointment with the lawyer, eating the $260 fee. How could Detective Williams understand all the strange things I’ve done? I’m friends with Amanda’s friends. I snuck onto Amanda’s mother’s porch and stole her mail. I’m living in Amanda’s apartment. I even look like her. It’s safer that I leave it all alone.

It is one thing to not realize you are being deceived. But it is a different level of stupidity when u see the pattern but still choose to ignore it

I mean, what if the person who left all that stuff comes back?”

Really this thick? They have taken stupidity to whole new level

Jane slips the photo between the pages of Shay’s Data Book, which is at the foot of the futon. Jane opens the closet door. “Nothing here either.” “Should we look in her creepy notebook to see if she wrote anything recently?” suggests Cassandra. Jane grabs it and begins flipping the pages. The picture flutters out. Jody bends down to retrieve it. Cassandra holds her breath. Both sisters stare as Jody looks at the photograph of Amanda on the High Line, wearing a straw hat and tilting up her chin.

Gets dumber by the minute

Who knows what atrocities she can guide her sisters and the other women to avenge in the future? Ever since the three sisters reunited, Valerie has been a powerful stealth influencer, shepherding Cassandra and Jane in an exciting new direction. Valerie is the invisible architect of every act of vengeance their larger group has perpetrated. After being alone for so long, she relishes having her sisters by her side.

I thought i was wrong in this bsing misogynitic. But this proves that it definitely is. The premise is stupid. The whole thing is so flimsy that it is held together by far fetched idea threads