One day I'll catch up with the books I'm supposed to be reading. Okay, so it's a fools dream, but one can only hope. Splinter's been on the list of books that I should be reading fora while, and I'm making a serious effort to do some catching up over the next couple of months as we head into winter (fingers, toes and everything crossed for some of that rain in NSW and QLD to head out here to Western Victoria!)
From the Blurb
A young boy has been found dead in the basement of his home. His parents are two of the biggest names in Hollywood. For this family there are no happy endings (see the book page for the rest of the blurb).
Opening Lines
The young boy, covered with blood, cried quietly. It was a delicate spatter, but there was enough of it to cover his face and hair and the upper part of his body. The desert sand whipped into the air by the hot Santa Ana winds clung to his skin and T-shirt. Tears fell slowly down his cheeks, dripping into muddy brown rivulets on the ground. It wasn't his blood.