This book discusses the death of Caylee Anthony, a three year old girl. She was (very belatedly) reported missing by her family, while her mother was out partying and buying alcohol with a bunch of boys. There were a lot of weird and suspicious things that went on during this investigation. I disagree strongly with the outcome of this case, however I realize one must bear the burden of proof in criminal trials. If nothing else, the case proved that the mother of this child was not fit to be a mother, nor acted like an adult in any sense of the word, and certainly should bear responsibility for herself and the death of this child.

If there is one person in the world who has a face I want to introduce to a curb, it is Casey Anthony. I am appalled that she now resides in the same state as me. I am also appalled that she took a tourist trip to the Alcatraz East Crime Museum, where items that belonged to the daughter whose death she (most absolutely) had something to do with are housed. I think, as a person divested from this crime, she has some serious mental issues. Her dad is a CREEP, and I would not be shocked in the least if her allegations against him were true. I think she is very manipulative, and I believe her relationship with her lawyer and those around her are evidence of such. I can appreciate the legal resolution of the case, but I certainly do not agree with it at all. Personal opinion aside, the book was decently written with plenty of facts that were current at the time of writing. A lot has happened with this...woman...since the conclusion of the case, so the book is a bit out of date in that regard. I am glad to have gotten it off my shelf though.