I just finished this book, and while it was an easy read, it was not intriguing. Within the first couple of pages, I knew what the tragedy would be. No subtlety. It was more than obvious that someone would die. The problem was that the set up was soooo heavy-handed. The mom was VERY overbearing. I am a Christian, and I grew up in a somewhat (obviously) sheltered environment, but nothing like this. Our parents let us take the bus places or even drive to those places. We were allowed to reasonably hang out with our friends. The way the mom shot down her daughter in every way possible, she was begging for the girl to rebel. I thought it was a little extreme to have the mother die (not just die, but she was MURDERED) to prove a point. I thought the guilt laid at Cleo's feet was too much. Granted, she disobeyed (which I don't condone), but at 17, what teenagers (yes, even us Christians) don't make plans with their friends? Her mom was just way too overprotective for a kid who was headed into college in the fall, and it bothered me that there was no reflection on that at all. Just BAM! Mom's dead. Bring on the guilt. Oh, and here's your similarly overprotective aunt. The drug addiction was also convenient and easily dealt with. Didn't seem real at all. I don't think they ever explained why her mom had the pills. It would have been more plausible if Cleo had some type of ballet injury and was already taking them and just increased her intake to "numb" the pain. Then, I could've bought how easily she got addicted.
It wasn't a bad read, but it just reminded me too much of one of those NBC teen specials.