I really enjoyed this - it starts off innocently (if tragically) enough, but things soon escalate. One of the things I liked was the words at the beginning of each chapter, with a short definition, like a clue to the reader as to what waited in the coming pages. Thompson does an amazing job of evoking both vivid imagery, and strong emotions. You can almost feel Adele’s grief, and struggle pouring off the page. (I felt myself tear up a bit, I must admit). I got so wrapped up in Adele’s post-tragedy life that I was completely hooked by the time Xandra was introduced. I loved Xandra just as much as I loved Adele, they’re excellent characters with so much depth, that at times it felt like I was reading about real people. The story moves along at a smooth pace, and is an odd blend of grief, life, loss, and sinister. Honestly, I feel like I’m failing at describing this book and the way it made me feel adequately. All I can really say is, you need to read this.