Zusatztext Praise for Emily Giffin Giffin is a worldwide best-selling author because she gets under your skinby creating relatable characters wrestling within believable situations. The Atlanta Journal-Constitution Giffin [has a] trademark ability to capture the complexities of human emotions while telling a rip-roaring tale. The Washington Post Giffin's talent is pretty much unparalleled when it comes to the modern woman's story about life! love and family. Redbook Informationen zum Autor Emily Giffin is the author of nine internationally bestselling novels: Something Borrowed! Something Blue! Baby Proof! Love the One You're With! Heart of the Matter! Where We Belong! The One & Only! First Comes Love! and All We Ever Wanted . A graduate of Wake Forest University and the University of Virginia School of Law! she lives in Atlanta with her husband and three children. chapter one May 2001 It is sometime between one and two in the morning, ­and I am sitting alone in a grungy, graffiti-covered dive bar in the East Village. The vibe is mellow, the crowd as eclectic as the jukeboxa blend of rock and metal, punk and hip-­hop. At the moment, Dido is crooning Thank You, the ballad I loved, then overplayed and tired of, which now just fills me with aching lonesomeness. As I finish a pint of stout, I make eye contact with the bartender, a middle-­aged, gray-­haired man who is pleasant but not chatty. Would you like another? he asks with a hint of an Irish accent I didn't notice before. Yes, please, I say, then, against my better judgment, ask if they have a pay phone. He tells me they do, but it's out of service. I feel a wave of relief, until he hands me a cordless phone from behind the bar and says I'm welcome to use it if it's not long distance. I stare down at the receiver, thinking that this is precisely why Scottie, my best friend since the first grade, told me to stay in and not drink. Batten down the hatches, he had coached me from our hometown of Pewaukee, Wisconsin, explaining that I wasn't ready to be tested by a buzz. I initially followed his advice, hunkering down on my secondhand slipcovered sofa to eat Thai takeout and watch the shows I'd been videotaping all week: Will & Grace and The West Wing , Frasier and Friends , Survivor and The Sopranos . Television, I'd discovered in the week since Matthew and I had broken up, had the numbing effect of alcohol without the obvious pitfalls, and it eventually lulled me to sleep, one step closer to the elusive promise of time healing all. But sometime around midnight, after transferring from my sofa to my bed across my four-­hundred-­square-­foot studio apartment, I snapped wide awake to a disjointed but decidedly R-­rated dream featuring Matthew and Jennifer Anistonor to be more precise, Rachel Green, who also happened to be cheating on Ross. Staring up at a water stain on my plaster ceiling, I told myself that it actually wouldn't be cheating in our casewe were broken up, not on a breakbut I still felt irrationally pissed, imagining Matthew with someone new, moving on before I could. Of course, the opposite could also be true. He could be staring up at his ceiling, missing me, too. Maybe he'd even caved and called me. I reached for my cellphone on the nightstand, flipping it open, checking for a voicemail or even a missed call. Nothing. I got up, stumbled over to my desk, and stared into that damn red eye on my answering machine, taunting me with the reminder that I had No. New. Messages. The last step was to turn on my computer and check my AOL email and Instant Messengerthe portal where Matthew and I once communicated throughout our workday. Still nothing. That's when the panic set in. Panic that I'd never be able to fall back...

Praise for Emily Giffin

“Giffin is a worldwide best-selling author because she gets under your skin—by creating relatable characters wrestling within believable situations.”—The Atlanta Journal-Constitution
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“Giffin [has a] trademark ability to capture the complexities of human emotions while telling a rip-roaring tale.”—The Washington Post**

“Giffin’s talent is pretty much unparalleled when it comes to the modern woman’s story about life, love and family.”—Redbook

Autorentext
**Emily Giffin **is the author of nine internationally bestselling novels: Something Borrowed, Something Blue, Baby Proof, Love the One You’re With, Heart of the Matter, Where We Belong, The One & Only, First Comes Love, and All We Ever Wanted. A graduate of Wake Forest University and the University of Virginia School of Law, she lives in Atlanta with her husband and three children.

Zusammenfassung
NEW YORK TIMES BESTSELLER • In this irresistible novel from the author of All We Ever Wanted and Something Borrowed, a young woman falls hard for an impossibly perfect man before he disappears without a trace. . . . 

It’s 2 A.M. on a Saturday night in the spring of 2001, and twenty-eight-year-old Cecily Gardner sits alone in a dive bar in New York’s East Village, questioning her life. Feeling lonesome and homesick for the Midwest, she wonders if she’ll ever make it as a reporter in the big city—and whether she made a terrible mistake in breaking up with her longtime boyfriend, Matthew. 

As Cecily reaches for the phone to call him, she hears a guy on the barstool next to her say, “Don’t do it—you’ll regret it.” Something tells her to listen, and over the next several hours—and shots of tequila—the two forge an unlikely connection. That should be it, they both decide the next morning, as Cecily reminds herself of the perils of a rebound relationship. Moreover, their timing couldn’t be worse—Grant is preparing to quit his job and move overseas. Yet despite all their obstacles, they can’t seem to say goodbye, and for the first time in her carefully constructed life, Cecily follows her heart instead of her head. 

Then Grant disappears in the chaos of 9/11. Fearing the worst, Cecily spots his face on a missing-person poster, and realizes she is not the only one searching for him. Her investigative reporting instincts kick into action as she vows to discover the truth. But the questions pile up fast: How well did she really know Grant? Did he ever really love her? And is it possible to love a man who wasn’t who he ****seemed to be? 

The Lies That Bind is a mesmerizing and emotionally resonant exploration of the never-ending search for love and truth—in our relationships, our careers, and deep within our own hearts.

Leseprobe
chapter one

May 2001

It is sometime between one and two in the morning, ­and I am sitting alone in a grungy, graffiti-covered dive bar in the East Village. The vibe is mellow, the crowd as eclectic as the jukebox—a blend of rock and metal, punk and hip-­hop. At the moment, Dido is crooning “Thank You,” the ballad I loved, then overplayed and tired of, which now just fills me with aching lonesomeness.

As I finish a pint of stout, I make eye contact with the bartender, a middle-­aged, gray-­haired man who is pleasant but not chatty. “Would you like another?” he asks with a hint of an Irish accent I didn’t notice before.

“Yes, please,” I say, then, against my better judgment, ask if they have a pay phone.

He tells me they do, but it’s out of service. I feel a wave of relief, until he hands me a cordless phone from behind the bar and says I’m welcome to use it if it’s not long distance. I stare down at the receiver, thinking that this is precisely why Scottie, my best friend since the first grade, told me to stay in and not drink. Batten down the hatches, he had coached me from…