Damian told me so, the first time I met him. I wasn’t sure whether to believe him or not. He wasn’t trustworthy. He wasn’t nice. He was a terrifying figure, the embodiment of fear. But he was right.
She had a secret.
I’m sorry I keep repeating it. It’s still hard to believe. How could somebody so gentle, nice, and loving be so… scary?
That’s the only word I knew to describe her after it all ended. Everything about her being was scary.
Abigail was my life, I told myself. She was my everything.
She left me with nothing.
If she was my life, does that make this suicide?
When I was a freshman in highschool, all I wrote were notes to my friends about boys and bad Star Wars fanfiction in which Han Solo married me instead of Princess Leia. But this author? He’s already published two novels. Full-length novels. And as if that’s not enough, he has an interesting marketing strategy (he offers free short stories to anyone who agrees to review his work). I’d say he’s going to go far in this business. That kind of initiative doesn’t ever go unrewarded.
Was My Abigail perfect? No. It left me with some questions that I can’t really ask here without spoiling the story for other readers. And the psychiatrist’s treatment plan for one of the characters in the book? Yeah, that wouldn’t ever happen in real life.
But you know what? Novels aren’t real life. So, in this instance, a few improbable plot points didn’t ruin my enjoyment of the story. It was interesting and engaging, and the mechanics of the writing were great. I’ve read bestselling authors who aren’t as technically proficient as Mr. Kummer.
So, kudos, kid. (No disrespect intended) You’re already one helluva writer, and you’re only going to get better.
Long-story-short: I enjoyed the story, and will probably read this author’s future work.
Full disclosure: I received an ARC from the author in exchange for an honest review.
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