This has been a stressful couple of weeks for me, so reading a novel that was going to touch on my biggest "NO" button (that would be zombies, for those of you playing at home) was probably not the greatest idea in the world. But I'd started it before I realized what it was, and by that point I figured I'd give it a chance.
Mary has never met anyone who was alive before the Return. Before the dead began coming back and the fences were built to keep the Unconsecrated out and the survivors in. But Mary is beginning to learn that her village is built on secrets and lies, a foundation that is just as shaky as the chain-link fence that stands between them and the moans of the creatures outside.
The book cover says something about there being a romance here. Just ignore it. Everything in this book just pales under the oppressive setting: There are zombies surrounding us. We are all going to die. It will not be quick.
The first 130 pages of this book just wallow in desolation. The situation after that is still very bleak, but things moved more quickly, and I felt myself actually wanting to know what would happen. I would have liked to have seen more wrapping up at the end, though.
It was an interesting take on the emotional effects of being alive during a zombie outbreak, but I must say I'm glad it's over so I can put as much space in between me and this novel as possible. I don't want to be in that headspace anymore.
Zombies. Why is it always zombies?