It’s Christmas Eve, 1973, and Paul and Cellina Farrell are in Paris for the holiday. They think Simone is vacationing with her friend’s family in Florida. But Simone didn’t go to Florida. She didn’t go anywhere. Sitting alone in the great room of the dark mansion on Winnetka Road, she has big plans for the night with the row of prescription bottles on the table beside her—narcotics ordered from the pharmacy in her mother’s name.
Simone is done with the nightly assaults of the gray, done feeling powerless and living in despair, done with life.
As she looks out upon the picturesque snow-covered landscape behind the house, slowly taking pills and listening to The Moody Blues, she sees a figure dart across the yard, stop and fall into the snow. Simone stands and cautiously walks to the window for a better look.
The final reckoning with the gray has begun.
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Book 3 ends with a complete resolution. Book 6 is the final book of the series.
It all fell apart. The concept, characters, plot; they all got so muddy and unrealistic. And the author needs a thesaurus so that there can be a different word than "queer". I wish I'd have skipped the whole series because it played like a movie trilogy: good, worse, what were they thinking?
My short obsession with this series abruptly ended with the third book. I don’t know what came over me, I just got a burst of energy and was flying through books.
With the rose tinted glasses off, I was quickly irritated by the way the characters spoke. They were very annoying in everything they did and everything they said.
I just didn’t care any more. First two books were good I thought.
I enjoyed the series. It is so hard to believe the evil that some people keep buried in their soul and the danger when no one believes or trust the two girls. They have only each other to protect themselves, until one night everything comes to a head.
Enjoyed reading all three books in the series. Finished them in record time. Liked the characters and story. Held my interest and curiosity through each book.