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Every story needs a hero.
Every story needs a villain.
Every story needs a secret.
Wink is the odd, mysterious neighbor girl, wild red hair and freckles. Poppy is the blond bully and the beautiful, manipulative high school queen bee. Midnight is the sweet, uncertain boy caught between them. Wink. Poppy. Midnight. Two girls. One boy. Three voices that burst onto the page in short, sharp, bewitching chapters, and spiral swiftly and inexorably toward something terrible or tricky or tremendous.
What really happened?
Someone knows.
Someone is lying.
First sentence: “The first time I slept with Poppy, I cried.”
If you ask me to describe Wink Poppy Midnight, I can only tell you two things: 1. it’s weird and 2. ?????????????????. I am incapable of deciding whether this very atmospheric book is something I like or not, and that is a pretty special book.
