When I hear a book is "dark", I think blackness. This is a different kind of dark though. It's the loss of light, the grey, the claustrophobic feeling before a storm.

I read this through Pigeonhole (go look it up, it's like an online book club discussion), and I know a lot of people found it too slow, the characters too unlikeable, and there just not being "enough" action.

I disagree.

There's a cast of very flawed characters in a small town where everyone knows everyone, but no-one actually knows anyone.  After a teenager died ten years ago, it became well known how she lit up a room, and had birds dress her in the mornings.  Tragedy can do that to memories.

It's a book about secrets, and lies, and how we let the past influence our present and future.

It put me in mind of Tall Bones by Anna Bailey.

It's not gonna make you feel warm and fuzzy, but it might just make you feel.