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Holky fuck, that was a ride. I just finished the last 200+ pages in one marathon 3 hour sitting.

One night after we'd got done doing the floors of the grocery store, and hanging out in the parking lot getting smashed, one of the managers was telling us about this book his brother had given to him. He told us about a book, Stephen King-ish that he really didn't think he'd like, this story about a woman waking up to a baby's crying, how she tried to comfort it and such, and finally losing her cool and turning on the stove, and :bahgawd: she was gonna teach it to behave, and then burning its face off and throwing it against the wall. And then it turned out it was just a doll. I lived with that story for 15 years, and I finally asked the internet and got the name of the thing. (Thanks to docbrite. Holky fuck I think I just came in my eye.)

This book, about a crazy whacked out flower power psycho bitch who has a vision and decides to steal a baby to take to her Manson-ish cult leader grabs a nerve and twists and then when you're about as tense as you can get twists *really fucking hard*. And you're looking at the book and thinking you've still got over a hundred pages to go wtf?!? If this doesn't wrap up in the next chapter...oh holy shit. Mother chasing after the baby, psycho ex-G-man out for revenge on the woman who fucked his shit up and doesn't care if the baby gets in the way, the helpful traitor who helps the heroine chase down her baby, damn. It's all in there.

This book should be the definition of thriller and suspense. Seriously, go get yourselfs a copy.