I don’t like things that scare me. I haven’t watched a scary movie since 1995 (teenage bravado has washed off, along with Exclamation perfume) and earlier this year I had to leave Madame Tussaud’s ‘Scream’ attraction via an emergency exit (staff kitchen – incidentally, impeccably clean) in a state of near hysteria. For this reason, I prefer jolly, fluffy, happy-ending, cosy reads that I can happily get lost in, where everything is all nice and stuff usually works out for everyone, all tied-up in a nice pretty bow. I think this book has changed that.
I was utterly gripped by this dark, twisting tale and genuinely didn’t want it to end. Far from happy, jolly or fluffy Someone Else’s Skin introduces us to DI Marnie Rome in a dark drama surrounding domestic violence, witness intimidation & sado-masochism. An entire universe away from my usual reads, but I really enjoyed it.
It’s really not scary – not even for a giant wussbag like me – but the story is compelling and will make you uncomfortable. Sarah Hilary clearly isn’t afraid to tackle tough issues and writes beautifully.
I doubt I’ll start seeking out even scarier stories to test my new found bravery, but I genuinely can’t wait for the next instalment.
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