It may be billed as a 'Saz Martin' mystery but don't read this book if you're hoping for a lesbian Miss Marple - or if you want to believe that schooldays are the happiest. Because this is the one where Saz goes down memory lane to confront some very disturbing ghosts - especially Sally.
It was easy enough to say. Janine was amazed it came out of her mouth so fast. Flowed and circled and twisted and turned and the words ran right round their legs ... into toilet blocks where crying girls threw up a family-forced breakfast and small boys wondered when were they ever going to grow up ever going to get it right ever know what to say when to say how to say.