The Truth About Alice
by Jennifer Mathieu
Everyone knows Alice slept with two guys at one party.
But did you know Alice was sexting Brandon when he crashed his car?
It’s true. Ask ANYBODY.
Rumor has it that Alice Franklin is a slut. It’s written all over the bathroom stall at Healy High for everyone to see. And after star quarterback Brandon Fitzsimmons dies in a car accident, the rumors start to spiral out of control.
In this remarkable debut novel, four Healy High students—the girl who has the infamous party, the car accident survivor, the former best friend, and the boy next door—tell all they know.
But exactly what is the truth about Alice? In the end there’s only one person to ask: Alice herself.
*Thank you to Netgalley and the publisher for providing me with a digital ARC of this book in exchange for an honest review!*
I’ve had Moxie on my TBR for ages now, ever since I got it last year during the summer, but I haven’t gotten around to it. So when I was luckily approved for Jennifer Mathieu’s forthcoming book (although I think it was previously published in the US) – I decided to get stuck right in.
I think The Truth About Alice is an important and timely novel. It really addresses the constant slut-shaming and discrimination young girls face, especially during their school years where rumours spread like wildfire. However, I did feel like this book ultimately failed to deliver the strongest message.
What I liked about this book was that it was told from a few people’s perspectives – and all their narratives revolved around the events of Alice Franklin and a night at a party. I preferred Mathieu’s way of telling Alice’s story through those around her instead of through her own voice, but I just feel like she got swallowed up in these other characters and their own lives that she didn’t quite hit the nail on the head regarding the importance of Alice and her potential innocence.
Obviously Alice isn’t the only main character and we have to give room to the others who need character arcs to develop around them, but I felt like I knew the same thing about Alice when I finished as I did when I started. Maybe it’s because I had a certain notion about whether the rumours were true or not that was correct in the end, but I still feel there wasn’t really anything brilliant or life-changing. As much as I hate to say it, I feel like The Truth About Alice will be one of those books that fades into the crowd of books that I’ll forget about in a few months time.
Thankfully though, this hasn’t put me off reading Moxie because all I’ve heard about that are good things!