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The Dead of Summer

Synopsis - At thirteen, Anita was the sole witness to London’s notorious cave murders of 1986, which left three children dead. Told seven years later to the police psychologist who interviewed her at the time of the killings, Anita’s story reveals the savagery of the schoolyard one chilling detail at a time until the truth of what actually happened reveals itself with startling ferocity.

This is my first book club book. At first, I didn't enjoy this book. the language made it difficult (80s English slang), but once I got used to it, I found it to be a captivating read. Narrator tells it like it is - foul language included. Although the story takes you from past to present, the narration remains a constant first hand account from the main character. The plot is full of intrigue and gives a twist at the end that I never saw coming (and I always see them coming).
I have to say though, this book is DARK it's a book about the murder of children at the hand of another child. It's not for the fainthearted. It's bloody at parts and left me unsettled. That being said, it was a good book that did it's job, it kept me interested and I've thought about it a lot since I finished it.
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