The idea behind this book is sound. A small village lives cut off from the rest of the world–if there is a rest of the world–after a zombie apocalypse. All of the elements are there. Tails of life before that few believe as more than myth or legend, a “hero” bothered by the statuesque, a cover up conspiracy…but its still lacking.
The obligatory love triangle seems forced. The protagonist comes off as a whiny spoiled brat who is so self centered that she didn’t care what happens to the people she is supposed to love. The “evil” rulers of the village are more annoying than frightening and I ended up feeling sorry for them in the end.
I know this is a zombie book and that pointless death is to be expected, but all the death in the book seemed hollow to me. Mary spends three fourths of the book saying how much she loves and hates the same people. When they die she didn’t morn them or learn from their deaths. They didn’t even seem to effect her at all.