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A Book Reaction: The Death of Mrs. Westaway

 

We're all different from each other. We have different tastes, likes, turn offs. That's why we are INDIVIDUALS. I can see this nowhere as clear as on Goodreads where I often go for book recommendations. Of course the synopsis is the first I turn to. Then I go down and read the reviews. And that's where my troubles begin. Oftentimes I grab the title that most people gush about, sending my precious money to Amazon for the Kindle version. A third or halfway through the book I just want to send evil dart stares at these people whose faceless voices egged me over the cliff.
 
The Death of Mrs. Westaway is one such novel. I was a bit nervous starting it because I just came from skipping and skimming a James Patterson book (total trash, I should've listened to my own voice and not be fooled by Patterson's 'writing' again. But 'they' said it was good. Bah!), as a few reviewers gave the Ruth Ware novel thumbs down. Well, well. I enjoyed The Death of Mrs. Westaway very much. The gothic setting, the family dysfunction that unfolded via entries in a diary, the love that can be had even when it's family you never knew you have, to me it was worth the 8 days I spent reading it. This book is the fourth novel I read by Ruth Ware and it's my favorite. She is a bit of a hit and miss but I am not sorry I bought this one. All in all, it made me think that as we go through each day, we ought to tie up as many loose ends as we go, and to not keep secrets especially from those we care about, lest today be your last day on earth and what was left unsaid sends someone careening to his/her doom.
 
It's a 5-star book for me.

 

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