Too much talking, not enough happening. Actually I think the genius of this novel is probably that so little happens and yet we want to keep on reading (or in my case, listening). I found it somewhat tedious the number of times that the narrator Rachel tells us how frustrating and annoying Heather is and still she can't pull away from this odd family. I did like the ending, which is evocative of Don't Look Now, I just wish there had been a serial killer in a red anorak to spice things up a bit!