I had picked up this book at Goodwill, probably about a year ago. (I know, I have a problem... at least they do get read) I finally got around to reading it and it was a great fun read. I read it in like 2 days. (It's amazing what you can accomplish if you don't have TV)
After she was kicked out of her label when she decided she wanted to do her own songs or no songs, Heather Wells, former teen-pop star has found a job at a dorm, I mean residence hall, at New York College. Heather is now in her late 20's early 30's (my guess as I don't believe the book actually says) and is living with her ex-fiance's (Jordan) brother (Cooper.) Jordan became an ex after he was found cheating on Heather. Yah, classy guy.
Anyway, one of the popular things to do at the dorm, nay residence hall, is elevator surfing. Two girls turn up dead within a week of each other and the cause of death is determined to be by falling from elevator surfing. Only Heather doesn't believe it. Why? Because girls don't surf. It's just an inkling she has, but no one else believes her.
I don't want to say much more, as it's a murder mystery for a reason. I will say I loved the sarcastic tone that Meg has when writing this book. Heather sounds a lot like me :)
4.5 of 5 flamingos.
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