When a body is uncovered near a memorial site for a dead teen, her former best friend reflects on the events of a decade ago that culminated in tragedy.
Cold Light was tremendously depressing. Lola, the narrator was mopey, passive, and largely unappealing. Her best friend Chloe is described as having a charisma that draws people to her, but she just seemed angry and petulant to me. I think that was the point, though, and that I’m just in a place where these kinds of stories no longer appeal to me. I used to love films and books like Morvern Callar and the like, but I just need more of a range of emotions in the stories I love now. I found no joy in this book and that kept me from appreciating the story.