Girls and Their Horses Review, Excerpt & Book Tour

Set in the glamorous, competitive world of showjumping, a novel about the girls who ride, their cutthroat mothers, and a suspicious death at a horse show…from the author of Good Rich People.

 Praise for the novels of Eliza Jane Brazier

“…twisted and riveting”

—CNN

"The rich live differently than the rest of us, and that's never more evident than this chilling account of one family that plays a sick and twisted game with their tenants."
—Good Housekeeping

“With writing that truly embodies the raw evil of greed, Brazier crafts cunning characters whom readers will be so excited to hate.”
—Shondaland

 

“[A] page-turner of the highest order.”
—POPSUGAR

Publisher: Berkley

Publ. Date: June 6, 2023

Order Link: Amazon

About the Author

Eliza Jane Brazier is an author, screenwriter, and journalist. Eliza entered the horse world at the age of 5 and has worked as a rider, horse trainer and riding instructor. She currently lives in California with her horse and dogs, where she is developing her books for television.

Welcome to my stop on the Girls and Their Horses Blog Tour!  Scroll down for my review and an excerpt.  Special thanks to Berkley Publishing for an arc of this title!

Review:

Girls and Their Horses introduces readers to the glamorous but cutthroat world of teen show horse competitions complete with all the toxicity of overzealous mothers living out their dreams through their daughters through manipulation and all the backstabbing that goes along with it.  The power of old money vs. new money comes into play when the competition between parents is fiercer than the competition on the track.  In the middle of all the pomp and circumstance, there's an intriguing murder mystery to be solved.

Brazier's ability to manipulate well-developed characters drives this story forward at a steady pace as readers come to know all the players from mothers with a sense of entitlement desperate to give their children the social status and acceptance into the elite world of show horse competition they never had to the girls forced into roles not of their own making.  But when a murder victim turns up at a horse show, both mothers and daughters are forced to look inward and decide what's truly important in their lives.  The murder is introduced in the early pages of the story, but readers are then carried back in the past to experience the emotionally charged story first hand as it unfolds.  Tensions run high as alliances are formed and later betrayed, motivations are exposed and both parents and children face some cold, hard facts.

Girls and Their Horses is an unique, intriguing suspense story with some real life lessons to be learned about what's really important in life.  Characters are believable perhaps in spite of their social status.  The author has rendered a well-written fictional story on the very real world of show horse competitions among the young although I suspect these lessons could be applied to any of a number of teen sport competitions.  The real value of true friendship, parent/child relationships and following one's own dreams are front and center.  Fans of young adult suspense stories will enjoy Girls and Their Horses.

Synopsis:

When the nouveau riche Parker family moves to an exclusive community in the heart of Southern California, they believe it’s their chance at a fresh start. Heather Parker is determined to give her daughters the life she never had—starting with horses.

She signs them up for riding lessons at Rancho Santa Fe Equestrian, where horses are a lifestyle. Heather becomes a “Barn Mom,” part of a group of wealthy women who hang at the stables, drink wine, and prepare their daughters for competition.

It’s not long before the Parker family is fully enmeshed in the horse world—from mean girl cliques to barn romance and dark secrets. With the end of summer horse show fast approaching, the pressure is on, and these mothers will stop at nothing to give their daughters everything they deserve.

Before the summer is over, lies will turn lethal, accidents will happen, and someone will end up dead.

Excerpt:

GIRLS AND THEIR HORSES by Eliza Jane Brazier

Berkley Hardcover | On sale June 6, 2023

Maple stepped into the cool shade of the breezeway. The horses stuck their heads over the doors

and watched her. One noticed the carrots and whinnied. Then they all started whinnying, pacing

around their stalls and tossing their heads. One even bucked and cantered a tight circle. They

were freaking out. It was kind of scary.

Maple had a sense, always, that something terrible was about to happen now. Right now. She

called it prophecy; her therapist called it generalized anxiety disorder.

"What are you doing?" A girl slipped out of a stall and into the aisle way.

She seemed older than Maple, but she was small and delicate. She was wearing a bright red coat,

like a girl marked for death in a horror movie. But she had the face of the killer.

"You can't be here," the girl continued. "Didn't you read the signs?" She noticed the carrots. "Oh

my God! Are you giving the horses carrots? Don't you know you can't do that? They could have

Cushing's disease. Or bite you. I know this girl, and her mom got her finger bitten off by their

horse, and the horse swallowed it. Seriously, I'm not fucking kidding."

Maple dropped the heavy bag on the ground. Her whole face burned. She wanted to run, but her

legs felt weak. She was dizzy. She wished her mom were there.

Heather never seemed to be bothered by drama. In fact, she often seemed drawn to it. If there

was a kerfuffle at a restaurant, if gunshots rang out, Heather drifted steadily toward it, clutching

her purse and smiling benignly. Can I help?

"My mom-," Maple started.

"You need to leave," the girl said. "Seriously, you're actually trespassing. And why are you

wearing riding clothes? It's Monday."

Maple burned up even more. She'd tried to warn her mother about this, when she had dressed

Maple up like a doll.

A woman who must have been the other girl's mom appeared. She shared her daughter's red hair.

"What are you doing here?" she said. She also shared her attitude.

"My mom's here," Maple said, not answering the question. "I have to go get her." She took off

like a lunatic toward the offices. She abandoned the carrots in the barn aisle.

"Hey!" the girl yelled after her. "You can't run around horses!"

Maple found her mom practically in the middle of breaking and entering. It would never have

occurred to Heather that the office wasn’t hers to open.

"Why are you running?" Heather asked, trying a combination on the lock. "I was thinking I could

write them a note. I think this is the main office. I've already left seven voice messages."

Heather had been trying to contact this barn since before the move. Instead of giving up, she got

only more determined.

Maple was breathing hard. She was on the verge of tears. "They said we can't be here!" Her

voice rose precipitously. "They said we're trespassing."

Heather perked up. "Who said that? Is someone here?"

Heather started in the direction Maple had come from, but then the red-haired woman appeared,

matching daughter in tow. When she saw Heather, she smiled so fast it was like a quick draw in

a shoot-out.

"Why, hello there!" Her eyes ran fast over Heather, like she was calculating the value of

everything she saw-Heather herself included.  "I'm Pamela and this is my daughter, Vida."

"I'm Heather. Parker. And this is my daughter Maple."

"I was just telling your sweet girl that unfortunately this barn isn't open to the public." Pamela

was holding Vida's hand, their fingers laced, like they were best friends instead of mother and

daughter.

"Oh, we're not the public," Heather said. They had been rich for a short amount of time, but

Heather had adjusted beautifully. "We're here to sign up for riding lessons."

"It's Monday," Pamela said. "No one comes in on Mondays. And this isn't a lesson barn. They

don't have school ponies or summer camps."

Heather stepped forward, crossed her arms neatly. Since she had become rich, Maple's mother

had changed, although not completely. The root of what she had always been was still there. But

she had become more herself.

"We just bought a house a mile from here," Heather said, as if that had anything to do with it.

But Maple could see Pamela's expression change. It softened a little, like the Parkers were closer

to belonging not just there but everywhere.

"How lovely! That makes us neighbors," she said. "But I will warn you, this probably isn't the

barn for you."

Maple knew the woman couldn't have tempted her mother more.

"There's a good riding school in Olivenhain. I can give you their number."

"No, thank you. I like this one. It's closer to our house. I want Maple to be able to walk to the

barn if she wants to," Heather said. As if Maple would ever walk a mile. "Would you mind

taking my number? Then you can pass it along to the owners for me. I've been trying to reach

them."

"Kieran Flynn," Pamela said, like the name meant something to everyone. "He's the owner and

the head trainer."

Pamela clearly didn't want to take her number, but Heather just waited. Pamela finally took out

her phone. She typed Heather's number in quickly.

Then she added, "This is a show barn. Last year, we outperformed every barn at the Southern

California International Horse Show. We demand total commitment to the program. We're a very

tight community. You have to have your own horses, and your horses have to be in the training

program. That means all of your rides are supervised by a trainer, and your horse is schooled by

a Professional rider. It's really not a place for fun."

"Good," Heather said, taking Maple's hand like she was aping Pamela. "We don't want to have

fun."

There was nothing Heather loved more than the word no.

Excerpted from Girls and Their Horses by Eliza Jane Brazier Copyright © 2023 by Eliza Jane Brazier.

Excerpted by permission of Berkley. All rights reserved.