A compelling and unpredictable tour of the tensions between generations.
'A dark, rich brew of malice and murder. Secrets are deep, motives masked.' THE BULLETIN
Mean, bitter Mathilda Gillespie has been dead for days - wrists slashed, pills spilled, body cold in the bath. Her death shouts suicide, but would even Mathilda have been crazy enough to force over her own head a rusted metal cage grotesquely laced with nettles and daisies?
This brilliant psychological thriller takes us on a compelling and unpredictable tour of the tensions between generations, and along a trail of grief made obscure by the mysterious loss of Mathilda's detailed, shocking and very personal diaries.
