by Lauren Oliver
After Richard Walker dies, his ex-wife and two children return to his house to sort through his things. The house has ghosts.
I didn’t really care for this. None of the characters were likable or relateable and none of them grew or changed. None of the secrets felt shocking or significant and the metaphor was flimsy. None of this was helped by the unnecessarily vulgar descriptions of absolutely everyone and everything. The concept was interesting, but this one missed the mark.