Lang Penner spends a sumer in the Hamptons, the glitzy East Cost resort known for its visiting celebrities. A visitor himself, Lang lives in the caretakers cottage at Roundelay, home of Ben Nevada, a famous rock star.
Some people said I'd never see him. Very few had seen him in ten years. That was when he quit
playing, writing, performing.
Ben Nevada was a star like Elvis, John Lennon, Dylan, or Mick Jagger. Even if he wasn't around anymore, the name would be, the fame would
Lang could look out the window and see the dadelions in the field, where he'd been warned there was sometimes snakes.
The flower heads had turned into the white golf-ball sized bunches of seeds that floated about the wind like tiny parachutes. Gliding under them, unseen, were the long lenghts slipping out in the sun for some warmth before they sneaked back into their crevices.
Fluff flying above the mysteries beneath them.
That June I was content, happy. What I couldn't see was all around me, but it was hidden, waiting to surprise me if I moved in its direction.
And I would.
>"Hello," I Lied is the story of three months. And three people who would never forget what happened at Roundaley: seventeen-year-old Lang; another teenager from France, the winsome Huguette; the mysterious man in the middle, Nevada himself.
When sixteen-year-old Lang has the chance to spend the summer at the ritzy East Hampton estate of retired rock star Ben Nevada, he's pretty sure that it will be the summer of a lifetime. But what Lang doesn't expect is that in addition to hobnobbing with the rich and famous of the rock world, he'll find himself coming out about his homosexuality to his childhood friends, reevaluating his relationship with his boyfriend, Alex, and--most surprising of all--falling in love with a girl.
From the award-winning author of Deliver is From Evie, this is a powerfully moving novel of a young man's struggle to come to terms with his sexuality, his emotions and ultimately himself.