The first thing that bothered me is that I honestly havent absolutely not succeed to take this book to the second degree, I was reading and thought to myself "Hmmm ennuyaaaaant". I do not really know if this is the pen of the author. I know from against the "bang in your face" played a lot there. The subtlety nest apparently not the height of Libba Bray. Cétait exaggerated to the point than it was becoming ridiculous. And then how to say? This is repetitive! The sheets of candidate presentations, one, two, three, STOP! Footnotes page? Oh my God from half the book I began to completely ignore them. No kidding? This is good this is always the same thing, the same model. Hello imagination and diversity.
Clearly, all the bad literature stereotypes are condensed in this book: Instant love, dishes and unrealistic characters, silly dialogue, beautiful kids who arrive as saviors (only the second time, so the first time it would have been too bad taste) and jen pass.
And then we talk about the fact that the poor babes we almost died twice, and after the only thing they are thinking of going on holiday with their beautiful kids? Not nallons not see our parents to tell them that we are fine. Not after all that we not DONT 16years, our parents can easily live without knowing where we are.
Well you Laurez not included cétait a reading for me. No.
