I suppose the beginning is as good a place to start as any. Except that the beginning of this book left me confused and disoriented. It was disjointed and choppy, and I found myself slogging through the first few chapters. I had a hard time keeping the characters straight, and too many details were being thrown at me from all directions. 
 But boy! Am I ever glad that I kept going! It opened up into a story I could relate with, even though I have never had anything even remotely similar happen to me! Our protagonist, Taylor Markham, is so absolutely messed up, and her flaws are what make her so incredible. So complete in her self-destructiveness, you can't help but feel drawn into her pain. 
 As a side note, I really enjoy reading books from the southern hemisphere. I find the language differences so endearing. kerb = curb, pashing = kissing