“ compulsively readable, highly impressive work of reportage… The Good Girls is excellent, deeply felt nonfiction.”- Shelf Awareness “A gripping, real-life murder mystery… Taut with dramatic tension, The Good Girls vividly captures the sights, sounds, smells, preoccupations and oppressiveness of the village… effectively captures the circus-like atmosphere that typically follows heinous crimes in India… Faleiro writes sensitively about her subjects’ actions and motivations.” - Financial Times “A riveting-sometimes astonishing-work of forensic journalism that chronicles the girls’ lives as well as the circumstances of their death.”- Wall Street Journal
She indicts something even more common, and in its own way far more pernicious: a culture of indifference that allowed for the neglect of the girls in life and in death.”- Parul Sehgal, New York Times
“ The Good Girls is transfixing it has the pacing and mood of a whodunit, but no clear reveal Faleiro does not indict the cruelty or malice of any individual, nor any particular system. Longlisted for the ALCS Gold Dagger for Non-FictionĪ New York Times Book Review Paperback Row Selection Slipping deftly behind political maneuvering, caste systems and codes of honor in a village in northern India, The Good Girls returns to the scene of their short lives and shameful deaths, and dares to ask: what is the human cost of shame?Ī Marie Claire Best True Crime Book of 2021 In the ensuing months, the investigation into their deaths would implode everything that their small community held to be true, and instigate a national conversation about sex and violence. Who they were, and what had happened to them, was already less important than what their disappearance meant to the people left behind. Then one night in the summer of 2014 the girls went missing and hours later they were found hanging in the orchard. It was out in the fields, in the middle of mango season, that the rumors started. They grew up in Katra Sadatganj, an eye-blink of a village in western Uttar Pradesh crammed into less than one square mile of land. Fourteen-year-old Lalli was an incorrigible romantic. Sixteen-year-old Padma sparked and burned. The girls’ names were Padma and Lalli, but they were so inseparable that people in the village called them Padma Lalli.
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