But the further I went, the more hooked I was, and by the end of The Perfectionists I was racing through the pages – and leaped into The Good Girls as soon as I could! Even a quarter of a way into the book I wasn’t completely sure that it was for me, despite the immediate action and intensity. But sometimes it’s fun to read something on the edges of where you’re comfortable, and that’s where The Perfectionists was for me. This was my first foray into Shepard’s writing, and also my first experience with this sort of evil YA girls that seems to be a theme nowadays. The Aroma of Books //Rants//Raves//Reviews//
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