Dear Laura

Dear Laura, by Gemma Amor. Laura receives annual letters from a mysterious pedophile who abducted and murdered her childhood boyfriend. The pedo makes increasingly bizarre demands (a pair of her dirty panties, a used tampon, etc.) in exchange for information that will lead her to the location of her dead boyfriend’s body. Of course, she doesn’t go to the police for all the usual fiction reasons (who would believe her?, the pedo has threatened her and her family, etc., etc.). 118 large print pages, this thing is more of a sketch than a novel. Laura’s character is decently filled out with a believable psychology, but the pedo is a total blank, almost nothing is revealed about him, in comparison, Freddy Krueger seems like a Henry James character. Almost zero dialogue. Light horror, a decent beach read that will quickly be forgotten.