I’ve done it again. Picked up a book without knowing it was in the middle of an existing series. And without reading the spine first to see it was a book for 13-14 year olds rather than for excitable adults age 30+.
For a teen read, it’s amazing! It’s an epic adventure book with no sex, loads of baddies, ancient foes and talks of Greek Mythology. For an adult, it’s a constant bore with under-developed characters and dialogue that would bring you to sleep rather than keep you awake with excitement.
Cass glanced around. “Actually . . . I’m not sure. I lost the map in the river.” “Don’t play games,” Aly snapped. “You don’t need it. You know the route.” “I did,” Cass said. “But . . . it’s not there, Aly. In my brain. I can’t call it up.” “What do you mean, not there?” Aly said. “If you’re being insecure again, like you were in Babylon, now’s the time to stop.”