The world isn’t so good with funerals anymore.
Deaths, sure; we have plenty of those. We can give you death in any shape or size you want. Good death, bad death, slow death, fast death – the modern world is the fucking amazon.com of dying. Maybe it wasn’t like that before the Rising hit and the dead started to walk, but hey, guess what: All that shit happened, and now we’re rats in the wreckage, living and dying in the aftermath of our parents’ mistakes.
I will leave the next part there, because it showed clearly how I thought when I just finished the book. After that part the real review will begin. Sorry if the review is a bit chaotic, I am still so overcome with feelings, and it is hard to organize my feelings and thoughts for this book, but I will try my best. Also this will be a long long review!