Well, this was nowhere nearly as good as the other Nancy Drew themed adult fiction I read this week, I'll tell you that much.
Maybe it suffered by comparison, but, it is a Red Dress book, which usually bodes pretty ill of a title.
Um- cross Jane Eyre with Nancy Drew and a smidge of Ian Fleming-lite with a twist of Mary Poppins, and you would have this steaming pile of nonsense.
Yup. Awful. The only thing that came close to redeeming it is that there was blessedly little talk of shoes.
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