Roadkill by Cheryl Bradshaw
My rating: 3 of 5 stars
Caveat: Everyone and their mothers seems to have enjoyed this. Spoiler—I didn’t.
So here we have a book, Roadkill, that begins by introducing Juliette Granger, mother to young Nora, on the run with her daughter. Her character is believable and well developed from that very first paragraph. Then, spoiler—she dies. Quickly. The only character in any way built from the ground up is taken out in a most gruesome manner, and her daughter is missing. Enter Juliette’s sister, Raine. Now here’s a character about whom I couldn’t possibly have cared any less. The fact that she is searching for her niece is admirable, but beyond that there just wasn’t anything redeeming. Trying to imagine her in the role of medical examiner, as she claims, is like trying to find shapes in the clouds—you squint and turn your head and STILL can’t see Aunt Lou’s mirror image, although your sister swears it’s there. Yeah, just not buying it.
So let’s sum it up:
Juliette is on the run with her daughter—and a lot of money.
Juliette is killed (roadkill, if you will)
Nora is missing.
Everyone dies except Raine and Nora
The end.
I just saved you hours that could otherwise have been wasted trying to find value here. You’re welcome.
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