I loved the concept of a post-apocolyptic village surrounded by zombies. The sisterhood was intriguing; especially when it appeared they were keeping some very big secrets. The first several chapters opened up so many questions and I couldn't wait to have them all answered.
- Why didn't the sisterhood tell everyone in the village about Gabrielle?
- Were they the ones responsible for her becoming a zombie?
- Why was Gabrielle a super fast zombie?
- How did the zombies breach the village defenses?
Then when Travis gets infected I think, OK, maybe they will discover a cure or something, but then when Mary cuts his head off... Ugh. What a stupid, stupid book. I thought maybe the author might try and redeem herself with a sequel or two, but after reading Sarah's review I guess that's out as well.
I now realize that every death in this book... Mary's Mother, sister-in-law, boyfriend(?); even Gabrielle... were totally pointless. There was no moral to this story, no growth, no triumph, just a bunch of depressing drivel.
The Forest of Hands and Teeth... I'll be trying to wash it off my hands and pick it from my teeth for weeks to come.