Review: The Grownup by Gillian Flynn

The Grownup is a short, deliciously chilling and twisty tale of a sex-worker turned amateur clairvoyant who gets a bit more than she bargained for when a concerned stepmother comes to her asking for help.

The unnamed protagonist is about thirty years old and makes a living by pretending that she can read auras. She thinks that her latest client, who is concerned about her wayward stepson, will be easy money and happily sets about performing cleansing rituals at the old mansion where the family lives. However, twist upon twist at the end of this short tale leaves our protagonist (and most importantly, the reader,) wondering who, or what, is the real villain and who is the real victim. Flynn's writing style remains as macabre as ever. 

My only real complaint about this one is the price, which felt a little excessive for a short story that was read in the space of twenty minutes. 



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