A Lie for a Lie - Softcover

Donaldson, Jennifer

Softcover

ISBN 13: 9798217114849

Publisher: G.P. Putnam's Sons Books for Young Readers, 2026

Synopsis

Two teens in different cities have never met but both have something to hide as their secrets and missteps blaze out of control—burning everything and everyone in the way.

“A compulsive page-turner with a shocking twist—get ready to stay up all night!”—Sara Shepard, #1 New York Times bestselling author of Pretty Little Liars

Elyse is shocked when she’s cast as the lead in her Portland high school’s production of Romeo and Juliet. Her best friend is usually the star, and quiet, shy Elyse isn’t sure she’s up to the task. That is, until she catches someone’s eye at rehearsals—someone she knows she should never be with. But never say never . . .

In Austin, Texas, Gabe is contemplating the unthinkable—breaking up with Sasha, his impulsive, popular girlfriend. She’s always had a fiery temper, so she’s not going to let him slip through her fingers, even if it means destroying him.

Told in parallel narratives, this twisty, shocking story shows how one bad choice can lead to a spiral of unforeseen consequences that not everyone will survive.

About this title

About the Author

Jennifer Donaldson graduated from Reed College and received her MFA from the University of Texas at Austin. She currently lives in Austin with her family.

Excerpt. © Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved.

One
Gabe
Out on the street, leaves catch in eddies of wind, skimming the roadway and then lifting off to fly away. It’s eerily quiet, and then I realize the crickets have gone silent. It’s going to rain.
I throw my skateboard down onto the pavement and kick off. It’s a relief to get away. Sasha’s engaged in a lifelong war with her mom, a former debutante from an old Dallas family, prim and tight-­lipped. I don’t like feeling like I’m just a prop in the melodrama.
A sliver of lightning cuts across the clouds just overhead, and a moment later the thunder snarls. I hop up the curb and off it again. I’ll have to hurry if I want to get home before the downpour. I lean into the downward slope of the hill.
It comes out of nowhere: a flash of light, and then impact. I am flying. The wind streams around me, seeming for an impossible moment to buoy me up. It’s in that infinite moment, caught aloft, that I understand: a car. I’ve been hit by a car. The headlights surround me like a nimbus, like the light that surrounds the saints in a religious painting.
Then the second impact comes as my body hits the pavement.
The first heavy raindrops splatter around me. An icy chill unfurls through my body, spreading along my arms and legs and coiling the muscles into shivering knots. I don’t feel any pain—just the force ricocheting through my bones—but there’s something weird about how my arm is twisted. The clouds overhead swirl and glitter, pops of color exploding in their depths now. Or is that just my vision? I try to lift my head, to get a clear glimpse of my arm.
A black shape flutters into view over me, and I struggle to figure out what it is. A bat? A kite? No. An umbrella. The patter of rain on my face ceases as someone holds an umbrella over me. The someone is hard to make out; they keep splitting, dividing, merging back together, all in the strange and shimmery air. I squint up, trying to make out a face.
A cool hand rests on my cheek.
“Shhhhh.” The voice is a woman’s. A girl’s, maybe. “Don’t move.”
I stare up at her, trying to blink my head clear. The shifting world seems to be tinged with flares of sickening color now, shades of bile and blood at the corners of my vision. I hear a cell phone’s key pad and then the girl’s voice again. “I need to report an accident.”
Lightning streaks across the sky, and in its split-­second illumination I see her. She’s young, a teenager. Maybe my age. Her face is thin and pale, sharp-­angled. Her hair is long and dark. Then the lightning passes and all I can see is the glow of her phone against her cheek, the silhouette of the umbrella against the sky.
And then that starts to fade, too. Her voice gets farther and farther away. She’s saying something about my arm, but I can’t bring myself to worry too much about it. The sickly colors at the corners of my vision close in, throbbing for a few beats of my heart before I slide away into darkness.

Edition details

• Publisher: G.P. Putnam's Sons Books for Young Readers
• Publication date: 2026
• Language: English
• ISBN 13: 9798217114849
• Binding: Paperback
• Number of pages: 336