Gwendoline Riley
A below-par Riley is still better than most
The Palm House by
Gwendoline Riley; My Death by Lisa
Tuttle; Still Talking by Lore Segal
Finely-turned tales of mothers, murder and love
We need a system where books that publishers really love, where it’s not mere puff, get a special sticker on the front, says John Self
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