Samanthability’s Reviews > How My Neighbor Stole Christmas > Status Update

“She’s an American Girl, Cole. One of the originals, and Aunt Cindy doesn’t have this doll. She has all of the rest, Addy in her plaid tartan, Molly in her velvet dress, even that bitch Samantha in her plaid taffeta. But this, this would complete her collection.”

Samantha STILL catching strays.

Ow that I’ve had time to think about it… the candy cane spice scene sounds thrilling in theory, but in theory only.

“I never once tasted her,” I say, the words feeling really stupid as they fly out of my mouth.
“What a loss,” Storee says. “He could have had a real feast.”
“Jesus,” I mutter. “We are in public.”
“And if you were in private, would this conversation be different?”

Book got a little spice to it, don’t it?

I don’t know… it’s still boring.

When does it get good? The book is kind of dragging.

“And Samantha…oh, Samantha with the perfect hair, crimson bow, and batting eyelashes. The absolute worst, propped up next to her white fluffy bed and red trunk, looking through her clothes like the princess of the Progressive Era that she is. Sure, she’s an “orphan,” but she lives with her rich grandmother in upstate New York—”

Love me

“I peek one eye open only for my hopes and prayers to come to a crashing halt as I go eye to eye with Josefina.
And Felicity.
And Molly.
And Addy.
And Kirsten.
And that perfect bitch, Samantha.”

I’m glad you know that SAMANTHA is perfect!!!

Storee is entitled and annoying.