The cover of this book is very
up-beat and cheerful-red background, white butterflies, and bold, black, curly
lettering. The book is the
opposite. The entire book is sort of
disconnected. The stories of how the
people did, or didn't, know Raquel are good separately but not together. It also lacked the page-turner quality that
is so important in books. The part of
the book that I really liked was Raquel's blog:
She talked about becoming a crazy cat lady and about how no one would
ask her to the dance. It's still
depressing but it's the cheeriest part of the book. Through the book, everyone is wandering the
same thing. Did Raquel not see the car? Was
she pushed? Or did she knowingly step in front of the car? In the end, the question of what happened
isn't answered. There really isn't a
conclusion or someone saying that they figured out what really happened. I know that in everyday life you don't know
what happens and sometimes you just have to pick the ending you like best, but
this could have been wrapped up a little better.
The
book wasn't bad but it wasn't good either.
Two
out of five stars.
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