A police transcriber working on a case regarding a potential kid killing drug dealing serial killer known as the Candy Man????? What could
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A police transcriber working on a case regarding a potential kid killing drug dealing serial killer known as the Candy Man????? What could possibly go wrong? Well, I’ll tell you – a stooooooopid freaking “romance” (affair) that had absolutely zero reason for even being included in the plot, let alone being the majority of the focus of its pages.
Nope.
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I recently read The Writing Retreat by this author’s sister and commented that, although I did not enjoy that selection, I had liked We Were Never HerI recently read The Writing Retreat by this author’s sister and commented that, although I did not enjoy that selection, I had liked We Were Never Here by Andrea Bartz. When I saw this early copy on NetGalley I didn’t hesitate to request it. I mean, look at the cover alone . . . .
The premise here is that Kelly (hey, girl, hey!) has been told by her fiancé that he would like to “pump the breaks” on their upcoming nuptials . . . . and it’s not because they’re in the middle of the pandemic. Kelly shares her story with Sabrina - a former high school friend turned influencer/bestselling romance novelist she has reconnected with over social media – and Sabrina offers Kelly a spare room with she and her husband Nathan in their Virginia mansion. And then they become a throuple????
Yeah. I’m pretty clear that romance in general tends to hinder my enjoyment when it comes to stabby good times, but this was some serious Lifetime Movie of the Week stuff. I’ll go with 2 Stars because it is coming up on pool season so I could see people losing themselves in this bit of nonsense.
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And I surely was not disappointed at the onset where a bus of juvies being transported to a new facility seems to be taking a bit of a detour – calling to mind a potential YA version of . . . .
That wasn’t quite the case, but still the idea of an algorithm that rates your potential for murder and arson on a scale of D (being a benign granny) to A (true “human-sharks” a la Charles Manson) was still right on brand when it comes to things I enjoy. And the idea of . . . . .
“We want to use Class As’ skills in a … productive way.
Unfortunately this fell victim of YA selections of the past with a real Mary Sue for a leading lady who was more concerned with receiving her first kiss and relying on the kindness of a real stupid effing love triangle strangers rather than learning how to kick some ass when given the opportunity. This had true potential for being 4 Stars, but between the kissing stuff (I mean, really, aren’t we better than that at this point????) to the whodunit reveal that more than kind of jumped the shark (additional twists instead of the most obvious solution aren’t always necessary) and the ending leaving this wiiiiiiiiiiide open for a follow-up has me saying . . . . .