Jesus H. Christ. I’ve just finished this book and I’m
In awe over the roller coaster of emotions I’ve had while reading it.
For starters, I did think it suited the tragic comedy it was described as with Cassandra’s first pov. Like look at this teen with the parents that are insufferable and she couldn’t possibly understand. Yet remembering myself just how much I pushed boundaries, lured into being an adult before my time with her POV with the drinking, flirting with older men etc.
Then PJ. Gosh PJ. The whole grooming storyline made me sick. So obvious as adults to see what it is, but as a pre-teen boy, of course he isn’t. “Ethan” as a villain was terrifying as hell. I genuinely did imagine him as Voldemort. I had a violent reaction to when we finally saw him, but so relieved PJ was saved by Cassie who pulled through.
Which brings us to the adults. I wasn’t interested at all initially, yet Imelda’s backstory. The whole thing with Frank, and her awful father whom Frank was actually scared of. Dickie!! Dickie himself who lets his sexuality drag him down to this awful place of paranoia. As a gay man myself who was in the closet, I felt every level of it. But then He goes to shoot his blackmailer, and it’s actually his daughter caught in the crossfire.
Possibly. Depends. It’s all ambiguous.
This was a riveting read and I’m grateful I picked up this book. It was brilliant from start to finish. There were light hearted comic moments, but overall I feel it was a story to rival a tragedy of Shakespeare proportions.
Just interested if anybody has any thoughts on it?
by windowshopper97