Not for the faint of heart. Then again – would you expect anything else from a book about 4 high school “it girls” and the damage they cause? It’s real. Uncomfortable. In your face. There were parts of it I didn’t enjoy – a particular awful moment springs right to mind.
But there’s a draw to the visceral, raw feel to a magnification of the truly terrible things about high school. Not a happy book. Not a fun book. But an almost pleasure-pain to flashback to a time when everything felt important – and self-destruction was in the water.
I’m not sure that I’d recommend this. I feel incredibly sad – introspective. So I’ll say “read at your own risk.”