Another deliciously slow-burning, chilling book from Kingfisher. 

I for sure thought it was gonna be ghosts, but I think sentient fungi is actually more horrifying.  I mean, all that "hair" Madeline was shedding was actually filaments?? *shudders* Yikes on bikes.

I used to do horror, but then I lost my taste of it with all the unnecessary sex or sexual violence or sometimes just a touch too gruesome, even for me.   There's scary and then there's just disgusting and needlessly awful.  I think I keep coming back to Kingfisher's horror books because they evoke a deep seated sense of fear or at least being fairly unsettling without all that noise.

Also I love the way Kingfisher writes.  So effortlessly casual and horrifying at the same time.