📚The Day We Disappeared by Lucy Robinson
⚪️Source: Personal copy.
⚪️ Blurb: Annie has a secret. But if she’s not going to tell, we won’t either. It’s a heart-breaking secret she wishes she didn’t have – yet Annie isn’t broken, not quite yet. Especially now there’s someone out there who seems determined to fix her.
Kate has run away. But she’s not going to tell us why – that would defeat the point of running, wouldn’t it? It’s proving difficult to reinvent herself, however, with one person always on her mind.
Scratch beneath the surface and nobody is really who they seem. Even Annie and Kate, two old friends, aren’t entirely sure who they are any more. Perhaps you can work it out, before their pasts catch up with them for good . . .
⚪️ My Pretend Review: I decided to read The Day We Disappeared by Lucy Robinson when I was feeling proper dead sorry for myself and badly needing cheering up. I have four very favourite authors and LR is one of them, so I knew it was going to be good and put a smile on my mush before I even started. And, I’d also seen loads of reviews online saying that it was pretty great like. Anyway, What I didn’t know though was that I was about to be chewed up and spat out in just one sitting! Honest to god, no lie, proper ragged into the pages dead hard by your hair, slapped across the face, chewed up, laughed at, then spat right out. Right out! Like right out leaving you speechless and seriously fucking overwhelmed.
I was that impressed at how LR had not just given us her usual fast-paced, laugh-a-minute work that we all idolise her for, but she actually opened up and let us dip our feet into the darker and more complex side to her fabulous mind too. For all of that I decided I wasn’t going to write her a review, but an open letter. I did as well and I sent it to her via Twitter, it read…
Dear Lucy Robinson,
You absolutely slippery twatting snake you! I’m not even writing a proper review for you at all. You can piss right off with all your scheming plots and glorious characters and laugh-out-loud humour and complete fucking awesomeness. How dare you think it’s acceptable to put people through hell and then just quickly hit them with a cricket bat right across the choppers in shock? You are one mean mother-fucker.
(Inside joke there with the Batalie reference, me and LR are proper BFF’s. Eee, we are though. Jealous bastards!)
So yeah, this book is an absolute fucking delight.
GO. BUY. IT.
P.S.. Apologies for the bad language. Sorry mum x