The Wedding Party
by Lorna Dounaeva
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Favorite Quotes:
He was thin back at uni, but now his eyes have sunk into their sockets, making them look like the marbles in a pinball machine.
I know the people they used to be. But they’ve all changed. It’s like someone took a magnifying glass and ramped up all their worst qualities, making them clearer, brighter, louder.
All at once, she can’t bear the thought that she has touched a dead body. She imagines all the germs, all the flies and maggots, and feels desperate to scrub it off her skin. She fears all that death is catching.
The sympathy she once had for him is wearing thinner by the day, like a big ball of string that is being stretched and stretched until it’s just the thinnest fibres left.
…she sees the shadow of death hovering over her like a grey cloud. It’s an icy, unnerving presence that seeps into her bones. At times, the pain is so relentless, she hears their voices– the dead ones– all shouting at once, making it impossible to pick out what any of them are saying. It’s as if they’re trapped in a never-ending loop, their voices echoing and overlapping. She tries to block them out, but their presence is impossible to ignore. Their spirits refuse to rest in peace.
My Review:
These were horrible people thinking horrible thoughts about and doing horrible things to each other, over many years, until it ended, horribly. I did not like them at all. They were immature, selfish, warped, and just toxic creatures. Yet this devious scribbler planted a worm in my gray matter, and I was hooked. The little pea in my brain needed to know what was going to happen to them and who was killing them off one by one, and who would be the last one standing, as there always has to be at one left to tell the tale. I would never have guessed this outcome, my hypothesis went in a different direction. I love it when that happens.
Britney King lives in Austin, Texas with her husband, children, two dogs, one ridiculous cat, and a partridge in a pear tree.
