★★★★★ out of ★★★★★
By Nat Cassidy
Mary is NOT crazy. Sure, she hears voices, has brain fog, can’t sleep and when she does wakes up covered in sweat but Mary is not crazy, she’s a “textbook” case of a woman going through menopause. Mary is also single and almost fifty and has just been let go from her job at a Manhattan bookstore. When she receives a call from her Aunt Nadine to return home to take care of her, she packs up her beloved Loved Ones figurines and leaves the city.
Aunt Nadine is foul mouthed and abusive, the desert heat is especially cruel to anyone suffering from hot flashes and the voices in Mary’s head become more prominent. Moreover, Mary begins to see terrifying visions of ghosts and symbols around town. And then the killings begin…
Mary is horror with a capital H. Scary, shocking and sometimes laugh out loud funny (thanks in the most part to good ole’ Aunt Nadine), this book is impossible to put down. The characters are all so well developed that you’re engaged for the entire story and when the twist is revealed “the male gaze” takes on an entirely new meaning.
To top it all off this book was written by a man (something I didn’t realize until I read the author’s note at the end of the book)! Wow, quite an accomplishment to write a novel from the point of view of a woman going through the menopause transition and actually nailing it- bravo, sir, bravo!