by Kerry Greenwood
I dislike Corinna. To use a metaphor that Corinna might use, it's like I'm having my fur stroked the wrong way; it makes me want to draw a blood-beaded line down the stroking hand with my kitty claws. I do like the other characters. I feel almost media fannish in my desire to rescue them. Kylie and ...
This time Corinna has to deal with her hateful parents, who are a lot less sympathetic than the random junkies, weirdos, and idiots she usually has to save from their own stupidity and the spite of others. The message of this one: don't hate your weight. Or atleast, don't take unidentifiable weight ...