I was looking for true crime books about 1920’s England so this should have been great… it wasn’t.
It could have been half as long, felt like there were a lot of repetitions.

The main topic of the book are the letters Edith Thompson wrote to her lover Freddy Bywaters. I would have liked to have more a picture of the actual crime.

Also feel that the author was biased and took some liberties and wrote an unnecessary colorful language.

“…but before that the two figures of Thompson and Bywaters, enmeshed within an eroticized haze…”

“… it was the first and only time that she truly understood how sex could be with this man; she gave herself to him, lost her perpetual awareness, and either climaxed or came very close.”

Um, based on what? Or maybe the author read some different letters and didn’t share them with the rest of us, I didn’t get this but oh well.