The premise of this book was so intriguing — a girl sees a photo of herself on a milk carton and begins to wonder if she was kidnapped by the parents that she knows as her own. I’ve seen this plotline done before, but it’s not too overdone, so I was interested. Unfortunately, this book was such a disappointment to me.
This review contains minor spoilers.
- If I’m honest, there’s not much good about this book except the general concept. Sorry, not sorry.
- The writing is terrible, which is why I gave this book one star instead of two. Cooney is not able to smoothly or realistically take her readers through the story without constantly jolting them out of the storyline with her awkward phrasing.
- The interactions between the characters, the dialogue between them, and their motivations are extremely awkward and unrealistic.
- Janie is a pretty annoying character and repeatedly mentions how she feels guilty for letting herself be kidnapped.
- Several subplots were introduced seemingly at random to the point where I began to wonder if I’d missed something (e.g. the romance introduced halfway through was severely underdeveloped).
- The ending came so abruptly that I was wasn’t sure if it was supposed to be a cliffhanger for the next book, or if it was supposed to insinuate a resolution. Either way, it didn’t work for me.
I had high hopes for this book and the rest of the Janie Johnson series, but I’m sorely disappointed that I won’t be continuing on with any more of Cooney’s books.