Whitney

This one was way too long (717 pages long according to my Kindle but it felt way longer) and the whole gang aspect just kept becoming cringier and cringier as the situation in town kept becoming more and more dire.

I probably would have liked this book a lot more if we had followed less stereotypes - err characters.

A character having the internal monologue about expecting (like all New Yorker women) that if she was to ever get raped it would be the classier (her word not mine) brand of rape AKA as date rape and that she would at least get a meal and drinks first while someone is actively trying to rape her... Excuse me my good sir but WTF? Seriously that would have been ground for immediate DNF if I hadn't already been more than 500 pages in (I came for the cover and stayed for the sunk cost, I guess). That character's internal monologue was so annoying and cringe worthy it really didn't help my quickly fading interest after that point. By the time the ending came around I really no longer cared about any of it and just wanted it to be over.