Shelby Foxworth is heartbroken to learn that the man she married was a liar. He disappeared into the ocean while on vacation leaving Shelby to clean up a mess of epic proportions. Nothing that she thought they owned is really theirs. The house, the cars, the artwork, everything was bought on credit and Shelby owes millions of dollars leaving her and their three year old daughter homeless. Shelby finds a safety deposit box full of cash and ID's bearing her husband's face, but not his name. The cash puts a dent in Shelby's dent, but she still packs up her daughter and moves home to the hills of Tennessee. There her family and their handsome contractor, Griff, helps Shelby pick up the pieces of her destroyed life, but when strangers start showing up and asking about her husband's finances, Shelby knows that her husband, The Liar, is going to come back and haunt her.
The Liar felt like a familiar read to me. Shelby Foxworth felt like a character I had met before. She was one of those "clueless" women who are shocked by the actions of her husband, apparently a man she didn't really even know. Shelby gets plucky, as heroines are known to do, and digs herself out of the hole to make a new life for her and her daughter? Does it sound familiar? It does to me, too. I liked the spunk that Shelby exhibited, both at the beginning of the book and later when she encounters some "mean girls" back at home. It is obvious that she isn't the type of character to roll over for anybody. I also liked the support she had from her family - in a lot of these types of books the heroine has no family. I liked the way the relationship between Shelby and Griff developed, too. Slow, stead, and incredibly steamy.
Bottom line - while The Liar was a bit (okay a lot) predictable Nora Roberts was able to add several layers of sleazeball to Shelby's husband, which kept things interesting. This book is never going to win awards or even be a selection for your book club, but it is one that you can curl up and enjoy with a glass of wine.