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In my opinion...

What an uncomfortable read ! And one that will definitely divide its audience. This is- totally unlike anything I’ve ever read before, and very difficult to review.

In many ways I found the concept of the story intriguing, but by the time I was two thirds of the way through, I was starting to find Rhiannon, although darkly humourous also a little one dimensional- and shockingly predictable.

This story is not for the faint hearted, as our narrator is foul mouthed and extremely graphic in her descriptions.

Ultimately I felt horribly fascinated , just how can a story like this end? Can our 'heroine' have a life changing revelation? Can it really end as bleakly as is being implied? You'll just have to read it and find out !

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The last person who called me ‘Sweetpea’ ended up dead…

I haven’t killed anyone for three years and I thought that when it happened again I’d feel bad. Like an alcholic taking a sip of whisky. But no. Nothing. I had a blissful night’s sleep. Didn’t wake up at all. And for once, no bad dream either. This morning I feel balanced. Almost sane, for once.

Rhiannon is your average girl next door, settled with her boyfriend and little dog…but she’s got a killer secret.

Although her childhood was haunted by a famous crime, Rhinannon’s life is normal now that her celebrity has dwindled. By day her job as an editorial assistant is demeaning and unsatisfying. By evening she dutifully listens to her friend’s plans for marriage and babies whilst secretly making a list.

A kill list.

From the man on the Lidl checkout who always mishandles her apples, to the driver who cuts her off on her way to work, to the people who have got it coming, Rhiannon’s ready to get her revenge.

Because the girl everyone overlooks might be able to get away with murder…

My rating...

A rather cautious 3 glasses, wary of the poison I may find in the bottom!

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