Rich kid problems, blah! I thought this was a one-star book. Even the King Lear fairy tales just sounded whiny. But then I hit chapter 19 and was hooked. It was like Agatha Christie's And Then There Were None, but also had touches of Gatsby. Shakespeare for the teenage angsty romantic, perhaps? I hated the characters, hated the romance, hated the melodrama, but I reacted to all of it viscerally. Reaction is everything! Short and easily digestible Shakespeare. One thing though - "Mummy". Really? Ugh.