Girl in the Rearview Mirror
Book Feature - Girl in the Rearview Mirror by Kelsey Rae Dimberg
HBL Note: Have you noticed a trend in mystery books to include art elements? Still Lives featured the Rocque Museum in Los Angeles; An Anonymous Girl was about a makeup artist; and now Girl in the Rearview Mirror includes a character who is the director of Phoenix’s Fine Arts Museum. You know me, I am THRILLED about this trend. I’m always drawn to characters in creative and artistic fields, so when I read about Girl in the Rearview Mirror it is no surprise I wanted to feature it on the blog. At the heart of this book is a somewhat common question: can the new nanny be trusted? Scroll down to read more:
From the publisher:
I never meant to lie. That is, I never wanted to.
They are Phoenix’s First Family: handsome Philip Martin, son of the sitting Senator, an ex-football player who carries himself with an easy grace and appears destined to step into his father’s seat when the time is right; his wife Marina, the stylish and elegant director of Phoenix’s fine arts museum; and their four-year-old daughter Amabel, beautiful and precocious and beloved.
Finn Hunt is working a dull office job to pay off her college debt when she meets Philip and charms Amabel. She eagerly agrees to nanny, thinking she’s lucked into the job of a lifetime. Though the glamour of the Martins’ lifestyle undeniably dazzles Finn, her real pleasure comes from being part of the family: sharing quick jokes with Philip in the kitchen before he leaves for work; staying late when Marina needs a last-minute sitter; and spending long days with Amabel, who is often treated more like a photo op than a child.
But behind every façade lurks a less attractive truth. When a young woman approaches Finn, claiming a connection with Philip and asking Finn to pass on a message, Finn becomes caught up in a web of deceit with the senate seat at its center. And Finn isn’t exactly innocent herself: she too has a background she has kept hidden, and under the hot Phoenix sun, everything is about to be laid bare. . . .