EXCERPT TOUR: Good Girls Lie by J.T. Ellison @tlcbooktours @thrillerchick @harlequinbooks
Good Girls Lie
by J.T. Ellison
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Goode girls don’t lie…
Perched atop a hill in the tiny town of Marchburg, Virginia, The Goode School is a prestigious prep school known as a Silent Ivy. The boarding school of choice for daughters of the rich and influential, it accepts only the best and the brightest. Its elite status, long-held traditions and honor code are ideal for preparing exceptional young women for brilliant futures at Ivy League universities and beyond. But a stranger has come to Goode, and this ivy has turned poisonous.
In a world where appearances are everything, as long as students pretend to follow the rules, no one questions the cruelties of the secret societies or the dubious behavior of the privileged young women who expect to get away with murder. But when a popular student is found dead, the truth cannot be ignored. Rumors suggest she was struggling with a secret that drove her to suicide.
But look closely…because there are truths and there are lies, and then there is everything that really happened.
J.T. Ellison’s pulse-pounding new novel examines the tenuous bonds of friendship, the power of lies and the desperate lengths people will go to to protect their secrets.
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EXCERPT
When Mother Julianne died, her
wishes were followed to the letter. Her daughter—a woman with Julianne’s own
gray eyes and her father’s name—took over the school.
And so it went, generation to
generation, a matriarchal line who took it upon themselves to educate the
daughters of the land. To teach them how to be self-sufficient women, teachers
and influencers in their own right. Seven generations committed to carrying on
the school, its mandate as an all-female powerhouse, and the Westhaven name, of
course. It is their brand as much as the school’s.
Each class has fifty girls, hand
selected by Ford herself. Fifty brilliant, impressionable girls, all there to
be molded into Ford’s own image, all of whom go on to college. A full 90
percent go traditional Ivy. The remaining grads either attend specialized
programs—Rhode Island, Julliard, Oxford, MIT—or the approved Southern schools
that are understood to be their own Ivy system.
It is a laudable record. Goode
accepts only the best, guarantees a serious return on investment. And in turn,
expects blood, sweat, and tears. And future endowments. Elitism costs.
Ford successfully shot down an
attempt last year to admit a male student. She led the fiery charge and won,
though the board wasn’t as adamant. More students meant more revenue. But Ford
made them understand the power of an all-female education, how admitting boys
would affect the tenor of the day-to-day, would alter the very mission of the
school. If girls can focus on their studies exclusively, she argued, without
the distraction of having boys in the classroom, their grades are better, their
confidence soars, and they are more effective in and out of school. Their
eventual insertion into the real working world with this focus means higher
paying jobs, more influential roles. Goode creates strong female leaders. Full
stop.
They listened.
And unlike her mother, Ford has
been blessed with a tenure free of heartbreak, free of scandal. Oh, there have
been a few little things here and there, mostly girls caught with cell phones
or cigarettes, marijuana in their vape pens. Beer. Shoplifting. Little
transgressions, things that in the grand scheme of things don’t matter.
Non–life altering. Nothing like what Jude dealt with, thank God.
Goode is a success under Ford’s
stewardship.
She runs through her upcoming
speech in her mind. She’s given variations on the theme every year to kick off
the term, been the recipient of several as a student herself under her
grandmother’s reign. Her words are echoes of her past, spoken in the voice of
her ancestors.
The girls will beam, reveling in
being the chosen ones. They will do anything to please her, as Ford and her
classmates would have done anything to please their masters.
She notices the black town car
pulling into the drive. Another congressional or ambassadorial child—those
parents always too busy to see their darlings to the doors of Goode sent them
in style. She is drawn, for some reason, to the shadowy figure inside.
From the car emerges a tall, thin
blonde. It takes Ford a moment to place her, then she realizes she is seeing Ash
Carr—no, it’s Carlisle, she reminds herself, they’re keeping her identity
private, for now—in the flesh for the first time.
Poor dove. The trauma of the girl’s
past few months almost derailed the application process, and the subsequent
lack of funds was a serious issue, but something about her spoke to Ford,
especially in their interview. The girl has a certain spark, is appealing on
many levels. Ford allowed her acceptance to stand and, with the blessing of the
board, granted one of the school’s rare private scholarships to bring her from
England to Virginia.
Goode scholarships are based on
need but can’t be applied for. It’s the school’s way of carrying on the
tradition from which it was born. A small nod to the past.
Ash is sworn to secrecy; so long as
she keeps her mouth shut, no one will have to know. She will be treated as just
another Goode girl, accepted because of privilege, brains, and whatever
inestimable quality Ford has seen in the application and interviews.
Ford waits another moment, surveying
the acreage, the students, the gentle slope of lawn and trees, the
possibilities ahead for another year at Goode, then turns to go. She has a
meeting with Carlisle in a few minutes. She has rehearsed what she will say, as
she does with every interaction. So long as Ford has time to prepare, she is
perfect.
Always.
These are my favorite kind of suspense books, and these excerpts are killing me! I just want to read this book already! Thank you for being on this tour. Sara @ TLC Book Tours
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