• Wakefield’s writing style rubbed me the wrong way. I found it physically painful to read like someone was rubbing a grater over my eyeballs with every sentence. I have no patience for lyrical metaphors that try to subtly suggest what is happening. You can be poetic and clear at the same time.
• Grace was unlikable, completely and utterly unlikeable. I had no sympathy for her. She was an awful friend. She was not funny, and it is constantly said that she was meant to be. I literally did not even crack a smile once reading this book. Some humour or lighthearted moments would definitely have been appreciated. Grace was also judgemental and reckless and I wanted to shake her.
• I did not think the mystery element was engaging. It was rushed and messy. Elements of it were largely predictable, especially

Grace’s mother’s involvement in Hannah’s “death” and Mrs Holt’s abusive behaviour.

. I could just not get into it.
• The pranks made me nauseated. I know this is a personal thing, but I do not find pranks amusing. At all. Ever. Embarrassing someone publically? Vandalism? That shit is not funny to me and never will be. All of Grace’s antics were wasted on me.
• Gummer was the reason I kept reading this book. I adored him. He looked out for Grace, even when she was shitty with him. I am so sad that he was brushed over in the end.
• The lack of romance was refreshing. That is literally the only saving grace of this entire book.