Rating: 4 stars
“At a certain level, it could be described as The Secret Garden on acid.” – I may have been heard to say this. Maybe.
‘Wed Wabbit. Don’t laugh, he’s dangerous.’
With the above tagline and the published cover, I found myself hesitant to pick this book up. Don’t ask me why – there was no logic (as far as I could tell). It was only when a manager suggested I read this (“I’ve put Wed Wabbit near your bag”, aka me picturing the book slowly creeping towards my belongings at work, before jumping into my bag with an evil laugh), and, knowing full well how spot on she can be with recommendations (seriously, it’s a sight to behold), I thought I should give it a go. Continue reading “Wed Wabbit by Lissa Evans”