Fifteen years later, Alison and Kitty are living separate lives. Kitty lives in a care home. She can't speak, and she has no memory of the accident that put her here, or her life before it.
Art teacher Alison looks fine on the surface. But the surface is a lie. When a job in a prison comes up she decides to take it - this is her chance to finally make things right.
But someone is watching Kitty and Alison.
And only another life will do... OPENINGSomeone who wants revenge for what happened that day.
WHAT I THOUGHTCareful. It's not the size that counts. It's the sharpness. And the angle. The blade must sing. Not scratch.
My mind is reeling after finishing Blood Sisters. First off, I loved this book. I could not stop reading once I started and had to tear myself away for stuff like sleep and eating. This is an example of the kind of thriller I love where you think it's about A or B and gradually discover you have no idea what the hell is going on. Blood Sisters is a great example of unreliable narration, all of the characters were bullshitting you and everyone else (and sometimes they didn't even know they were doing this). I cannot quite get my head around how many twists and turns and misdirection's there were. WTF was really going on? Who killed who? Who went to prison for what again? Colour me confused. I love it, love it when an author completely confuses me and leads me screaming down the garden path. Blood Sisters is amazing. Highly recommend. Go out and read it now. You know you want to.
