I stopped reading at 36% when I already had 12 bookmarks of things that irritated me. I wont post them all here but these are the ones that made me stop and go…wtf??
On page 16, Helen is walking up the drive to her parents house when she trips and ‘went flying’. Bad enough, but here sister is standing at the front of the house, laughing at her. LAUGHING???
Helen has only just avoided bashing her face on the floor and has hurt her hands … My palms were a bit bloody And her sister just laughs. Unbeliveable. And, if someone has cut their hands, chances are they have also cut their knees.
At this point I was waiting for a huge family argument - Helen getting upset that she is hurt and her sister just laughs (which to me was an appalling thing to do) but, no, it’s as if nothing has happened.
And while we are on the topic of bloody palms - Helen was loaned a pair of leather gloves earlier on in the evening and was wearing them. There has been no mention of her taking them off and putting them somewhere safe so she could return them to their owner, so I assumed she was still wearing them and she gets skinned palms?? Proof-reading?
Later on we discover that Helen’s brother and family are coming to her parents house for dinner.
This doesn’t ‘work’ for me - Helen is apparently only going home because her father is very ill and her mother needs Helen to help her look after the father until summer, when my brother and sister would be available to help out. Why can they help out in summer and not now, and yet they can come over for dinner (which the mother has to make)???
There was an undercurrent of nastiness beneath a lot of the relationships. And a whole lot of rather – no… VERY – depressing details about her father’s heart condition. In the end I could take no more of the bitching and unpleasantness and I bailed out.
I read books for pleasure, and a good book gets me ‘involved’ in the characters. I like to be ‘there’ with them, I like to ‘live’ the story and get a sense that the author knows her/his characters and is there in the story with them. There was none of that connection here. I doubt if the author has ever fallen over and skinned her hands as an adult and had someone standing there laughing at them.
That scene, more than any other in the story, angered me intensely. These were 2D characters - unreal and shallow.