Life and work and schedules were all chaotic during the last several weeks, so I needed an easy, mindless fiction book to read in those few free moments I had. This fit the bill. Spooky, creepy, and gross. Not super creepy, but creepy enough for me to scoot it over to my husband's side of the headboard every night so in case the book gave off bad dreams, he would have the bad dreams. And then I felt bad, so I just started leaving it downstairs every night instead.
Anyway, not recommending this book at all. If you need a mindless book, it's okay.