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A dreamlike and compulsive feminist dystopia for the #metoo generation.

You are a girl. Your body is vulnerable. Men will break it if they can - and out there, they absolutely can.

Suffering will prepare you for the worst. The cure is nothing compared to what you've been spared in the sickness. It takes a lot of love to hurt you like this.

Now, come outside. It's time to play the drowning game.

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  • Paperback

    9780241983010

    May 7, 2019

    Hamish Hamilton

    256 pages

    RRP $19.99

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  • Hardback

    9780241334744

    June 15, 2018

    Hamish Hamilton

    256 pages

    RRP $27.99

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  • Trade Paperback

    9780241337349

    May 28, 2018

    Hamish Hamilton

    240 pages

    RRP $29.99

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  • The Water Cure
    Sophie Mackintosh

    EBook

    9780241983027

    May 31, 2018

    Penguin eBooks

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Extract

I

Father

Grace, Lia, Sky

Once we have a father, but our father dies without us noticing.

It’s wrong to say that we don’t notice. We are just absorbed in ourselves, that afternoon when he dies. Unseasonable heat. We squabble, as usual. Mother comes out on the terrace and puts a stop to it by raising her hand, a swift motion against the sky. Then we spend some time lying down with lengths of muslin over our faces, trying not to scream, and so he dies with none of us women bearing witness, none of us accompanying him.

It is possible we drove him away, that the energy escaped our bodies despite our attempts to stifle it and became a smog clinging around the house, the forest, the beach. That was where we last saw him. He put a towel on the ground and lay down parallel to the sea, flat on the sand. He was resting, letting sweat gather along his top lip, his bare head.

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The Water Cure Book Club Notes

An eerie, dreamlike novel about love, violence and survival at any cost. Perfect for book club.