Wanda Karriker, 2003, 439 p.
I barely started this one. It’s horribly written. Here are the first two sentences: “Startled awake. Knowing what the face of the clock will read before she looks.” What the hell? They’re incomplete, and the 2nd sentence is grammatically incorrect. I hate, hate, hate bad grammar, so I shut this with a resounding snap about 15 pages in.
It’s a fictional account of repressed memories of childhood sexual abuse. I should’ve known it would suck when I read the verso page and the dedication which both mention “unwitting initiates into organized evil.” That’s a stupid turn of phrase. Don’t get me started!