Do not be lulled by the first few pages, this is no teen novel - this is for everyone who has ever been a teenager, or divorced, or filled hours of stark isolation staying with "true" friends. Only a staircase away from the warmth of the Aga is the attic that contains something horrid. The warm beating hearts of the public school girls are filled with malice. So... quite normal really for rural England! Yaba Badoe's words are carefully chosen and issued sparingly. Her sense of humour burns through. Her plot twists like a victim in a noose. I couldn't put it down.