Yes, I know. I’m late for this one, effectively breaking my streak but I have good reason. If you’ve read my blog on morally grey characters, you’ll see some shots fired at a certain writer. What can I say? I’ve been trying to write this blog on what I read in June for a few weeks now, but A Simple Favour just makes me so angry. Like, really, really angry. And I’ve read bad books. I read Fifty Shades, and Twilight, and yet those books (and others: think that Mexican mafia and white supremacist romance I won’t dignify by name dropping) were comprehensible. The plot made sense. This book was…