After loving the first Singing Hills book I had high hopes for this and was all the more disappointed it didn't live up to them. The story of this one just didn't interest me as much, maybe because I found the main character just not as compelling or relatable. I liked the idea of how stories are just that, stories shaped by who tells them and who listens to them. How we throughout got two accounts of a set of events with no knowledge of which one is more true than the other and maybe how truth is not the goal. Overall a solid book, but not one that caught me off guard or made me want to recommend it to others.