I seem to be the lone voice on this, but I found this book to be a real disappointment. The dialogue was often too elaborate and misplaced, making the conversations unrealistic. Other parts, such as the sheriff "calling a doctor" and telling the characters to escape town, rather than take them to a hospital and try arresting the offenders, just got me plain mad because of the implausibility. However, the thing that really capped off my dislike for the book was Meno's constant repetition in description.
"No dainty gloom could make a body feel more lonesome than missing a tooth. It made me feel improper to smile. Losing that molar over a girl who wouldn't even spare me a kiss made me feel like the imperial king of all fools. Nothing else could make me feel so low."
After reading iterative writing like that, extended to 209 pages, I felt like taking a thesaurus and bashing the author in the head with it.
This book, every component of it, was a disgrace to the literary accomplishments Meno created in Hairstyles of the Damned.