And I wonder: why is it that a growing thing that springs up of its own accord and in surprising places must be "just a weed"?The creepy truth is some poor cooked to death egg on its moon walks. Impatient photographers hung around the edges and they were sorry inside the lines. I never saw it any...
The prequel to this book, Hotel Paradise, is one of my favorite, read-over-and-over books. Unfortunately, it seems Grimes hadn't even read it recently before writing this. The first few chapters contradict previous events so many times I wanted to scream in frustration. It also seems to have lost...