My Rating:

Favorite Quotes:

 

Her glacial tone would freeze hell over when she left this world. No way would she go anywhere but south when she did.

 Today, all of those choices seemed as appealing as a bowl of hair soup.

 Penelope had unearthed my cheekbones with the skill of a veteran archeologist.

 I wasn’t just up shit creek without a paddle, I’d fallen out of the boat.

 

Malcolm looked as if he’d time-traveled from Wall Street circa 1985. Pin-striped suit, slicked-back hair— revealing a widow’s peak Dracula would’ve run through sunlight for— and a chunky monogrammed ring.

 …if still waters ran deep, he was the human equivalent of the Mariana Trench.

My Review:

 

I have been on a lucky streak lately and seem to be discovering a new favorite author every few days. I appear to be as fickle as an eighth-grade girl but it bares shouting that the clever Hannah Mary McKinnon is a wily minx. This twisty thriller kept me taut with tension, nibbling on my cuticles, and feeling on edge due to the mousy main protagonist’s out of character behaviors putting her at constant risk of discovery.

Eleanor was a binge eater who ate her emotions, something I well understand, and given the treatment she had received from her horrid harridan of a mother, Eleanor had a lot of them to swallow. The storylines were oozing with apprehension, heartbreak, indecision, bad choices, inner conflicts, guilt, resentment, bitterness, indignation, triumphs, empowerment, duplicity, and an awe-inspiring and shocking conclusion that left me addled with the taste of ashes in my mouth while my gaping lips flapped like a goldfish who had jumped the tank– it was outstanding!