I drove myself out of New York City where a man shot himself in front of me.
He was a gluttonous man and when his blood came out it looked like the blood of a pig.
That’s a cruel thing to think, I know.
He did it in a restaurant where I was having dinner with another man, another married man.
Do you see how this is going?
But I wasn’t always that way. I am depraved. I hope you like me.
‘Joan is an unforgettable anti-heroine. I don’t think I’ll ever stop thinking about her’ – Elizabeth Day
‘So insanely good and true and twisted it’ll make your teeth sweat’ – Olivia Wilde
‘Like a series of grenades exploding’ – Marian Keyes