Alex is a precocious 10 year old, mature for his age, likes onions on toast and wearing clothes left by an old man, who was the previous resident in his house. His mother is a serial-suicide basket case and his best friend in the whole world is a 9,000 old demon called Ruen that only he can see.
Anya, the psychiatrist assigned to Alex’s case also has her own monsters to battle as she still struggles to come to terms with her own daughter’s death.
The story is told from both Alex and Anya’s perspective and has such a feeling of sadness about it. The book also addresses the ripple effect of the violent history of Northern Ireland which is portrayed as almost “part of life”.
I never saw the twist at the end coming even though I knew from briefly glancing at other reviews that a twist was on its way. I will actively recommend this book for anyone who enjoyed Memoirs of an Imaginary Friend as even though it is an easy read it carries a big punch.