I knew I shouldn’t have listened to this book as soon as I heard the narrator’s voice but I pushed on. Then I almost quit when I realized how depressed the story was making me feel but I was already invested. Having finished it, I am haunted and disgusted in the worst way. I have been a fan of Bentley Little but the father/daughter incest was completely unnecessary, to say the least, and I don’t think I’ll ever be able to read anything from this author’s brain again.