Another Young Adult book, but this one was more of a contemporary book. No dystopia. As it turns out, I don’t so much like the young adult genre as a whole. Which I realized about halfway through this book.
Let’s just chalk it up to my incredible deduction skills, but that is about the time when I figured out the *shocking* twist that the story was about to take. After I figured the twist out (it really wasn’t hard; I am sure even the less intellectually developed 14 and 15 year old target audience would figure it out), the twist happened, and there were still about 60 of the 260 pages left. I couldn’t possibly figure out what would happen after that.
That last sentence, I should note, is dripping in sarcasm.
I read some reviews of this, and now I feel I may be being kind of harsh. Yes, it was a predictable storyline. But maybe the point wasn’t the story itself, but the relationships among a group of friends who have grown up together, have secrets, and experience what is possibly the worst thing that can ever happen to a group of friends. That part was….better, but it wasn’t as deep as I was hoping for.
Is it the genre or is it me? Maybe I am expecting too much from a YA book.