Once upon a time there was a girl who would go to her grandfather's enormous home every other summer with herThis book reminded me of another story...
Once upon a time there was a girl who would go to her grandfather's enormous home every other summer with her family. All of her cousins from all over the world would come with their families and they'd stay in the enormous house together for the summer (and sometimes her uncle's house). The cousins would obviously split up by their appropriately aged companions.
The girl, we will call her T, would hang out with nearly the youngest cousins (the youngest was her sister who was only a baby at the time). They would get up to all kinds of mischief in the large echoing halls of her grandfather's house. One time she even convinced her cousins to cover an entire room in white baby powder and create fake cobwebs. They advertized the room as a haunted house to all the parents (who promptly panicked, angered and made the kids clean it up, while the older cousins simply shook their heads and snorted at them), as if they were are hired freak circus.
The cousins raised chickens and took in stray cats. T even spent a year at school in the foreign city, also known as a city of violence and crime—a modern-day Gotham. T was thankful she was only there for a year.
During these many summers T grew into a tomboyish preteen. She didn't get along with her cousins as well as she did before, and she found herself feeling lonelier and lonelier every time they returned to her grandfather's house. She spent more and more time with a hired local, who was a grounds keeper. His name was R. She tried to teach him English and he tried to make her happy, sometimes for his own selfish gain.
T's final summer in her grandfather's house she found that R, who she'd known pretty much her entire life, was gone. Her grandmother told her he'd run off to marry some young girl in a village. T felt lonelier than ever and realized she might have actually loved R very much. She shut herself off and became colder to those around her. She pretended to be normal and let her family cocoon her with their fussing and meaningless complaints.
The next year T's grandfather was shot dead, in the heart of the violent city he called home. His estate was torn apart by family members feuding and callously claiming what was theirs. T realized her cousins were not who she thought they were and she was not who they thought she was.
T never went back again.
Many years later, T was under a lot of stress and a memory slipped through the cracks. She remembered R and how terrible and amazing he'd been to her. She remembered the things she didn't quite understand as a child and realized it was time to let those things go.
T never forgot, but moved forward faster than ever. She never forgave, but fueled her fire higher instead....more
While I think this was a brilliant and fun (sometimes suspenseful) read, the best part about it were things left unsaid, but obviously there. Lauren OWhile I think this was a brilliant and fun (sometimes suspenseful) read, the best part about it were things left unsaid, but obviously there. Lauren Oliver would set these things up masterfully, reiterate them and then leave you drawing your own conclusions. As a spoiler-free example, Nat's obvious struggle with OCD (exacerbated when she is stressed).
As a random side note though, did Meth Row seem familiar? I swear there was something like that in the Delirium trilogy....more
I am not really the type that enjoys chick-lit or real-life-scenarios teen (few exceptions are John Green books, etc.), so this rating is pretty highI am not really the type that enjoys chick-lit or real-life-scenarios teen (few exceptions are John Green books, etc.), so this rating is pretty high for me.
As far as teen romances go, this one seemed pretty cool to me. It was only slightly cheesy, but could've been legit. Besides, I know a real live Jason-like character out there and he's a complete douche (so I like to think he suffered).
I also love the entire chaotic mess of Wish. Pretty much what I loved and hated about bartending too.
I don't know if I'll be able to stand the rest of Dessen's books, but I'll try my hardest. I need a break from all that paranormal crap. :D...more