Dear Daughter by Elizabeth Little
A few weeks ago Stylist magazine published an article on the best books that have fallen below the radar in 2014, of which I instantaneously ripped out and stuffed it into my handbag. I couple of weeks later I then perused the page again with a smug, self congratulatory air and named Dear Daughter as the first book I would devour.
Consumed within a couple of days, I could not put this book down. I revelled in the re-awakening of an addiction, which hadn’t flared up for some time. It was such an unusual read, as though I were watching an interview on E-Entertainment with the same digression and memories a person would have if they were sat in front you. There was also supporting evidence thrown in for weight such as Twitter feeds, news articles and texts which entertained the E-news similarity. Elizabeth Little is an artist when it comes to setting up and delivering cliff hangers, I thought I predicted the climax. But I was wrong, and that felt so good!
It is the story of a wealthy American-Swiss Socialite who is jailed for murdering her philanthropist Mother. It starts with her release 10 years later.
An excellent read, written in a modern, swearing way which usually I would have steered clear from. I will say this, missing words occur regularly.