

This book was so hard to read, I had to break between chapters to absorb and evaluate. I was 18, at a small Quaker school in Yorkshire when the Columbine Massacre happened, I couldn‘t comprehend; twenty years later and I still can‘t - why so much hatred, why weren‘t the signs spotted; why, even if Eric could hide his psychopathy so well, was Dylan‘s depression not seen? I am so afraid the lessons have not been learnt from this tragedy.