The Roses of May

I've never been so disappointed in a book. I LOVED The Butterfly Garden because it was unique, thrilling, and absolutely fucked up. But Roses of May is just like every other detective novel that I was trying to avoid. SNOOOOZE. The characters aren't likeable or relatable, the plot is predictable, the climax is boring, and the string connected the The Butterfly Garden is as thin as can be.

The first book is still one of my favorite books of the 2010s, but Roses of May was simply awful. I started The Summer Children with hopes it will be better, but so far looking like more of the same lame cliches and boring plot lines. Dot should really have quit while ahead.