Just finished Her Last Death by Susanna Sonnenberg . I am a sucker for memoirs about dysfunctional families the only caveat being that I sometimes feel less bad for the victim when they come from a family dripping with money. Susanna had an overexposed childhood because of a wild mother, and it warped her into a sex fiend. Part of the fun of the book was trying to figure out who the disguised characters were (as most of the people in the book's names have been changed to protect their privacy). If it were fiction, the book would be a basic Danielle Steel plot, but the fact that these things really happened lead to some credibility. Through a great deal of the story, though, the reader is left with the feeling that the narrator is as confused as her mother and that we may not be getting the real story anyway. I am beginning to wonder if Jeanette Walls has just ruined me for anymore memoirs. How could anything compare to the Glass Castle ? I also finished the Teen One Book New Jersey...