Cruddy

DNF, p.99. I found it horrifying. The adults are violent and cruel. Maybe they’re meant to be cartoonishly so? Not to me: I found them repellent, even sickening. Had to put the book down many times; then each time after continuing the violence only got worse. I'm sorry I kept on as long as I did.

The first-person narrator, a twelve-year-old girl alternating between her present self (1971) and herself at nine, comes off as affectless. Mostly just trying to disassociate from her abusive situation. Her numbing strategies are soulcrushing.