I really do not like DNFing books but we all know it has to happen sometimes. There are some books that are just not for us and we must make the decision to stop, cut our losses, and move on. That was me when it came to this book. My only regret is that I did not stop it sooner.
Short recap: Three kids are traveling to meet their parents in a tropical paradise when they are in LA on a layover. The youngest kid spills the beans about why they are going to meet their parents. The three make the decision right then and there – in the airport – to not make their connecting flight. They choose to leave the airport and have an adventure in LA.
Yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah. I had so many issues with the small part of the story I could stand to sit through. First, the characters are absurdly naive and weirded me out. The girl, Flynn, apparently had feelings for her brother-yet-not-brother Amos. I’m sorry but WHAT. Amos was just as attracted to Flynn but both hid their feelings from one another. That alone should have been enough to make me stop but I seemed to be under the impression this story would get better. (Spoiler alert: it didn’t) Then we had Poppy, the youngest. She apparently had some sort of condition that was always hinted to but never truly addressed. She was on specific medication and a very strict diet but threw it all out the window as soon as she knew adults were not around. That, my lovely readers, was a HUGE problem for me. The personalities of these kids did not feel fully flushed out. Flynn felt like a cardboard cut out, Amos had a subscription to his issues and refused to deal with anything, and Poppy was painfully young, naive, immature, and unnecessary. All three of these characters were given POV chapters but Poppy was the worst. She droned on about how she wanted a birthday party when she was young(er) but there was a blizzard that kept everyone away or how she couldn’t play with the other kids unless her shoelaces were tied *just the right way*. She also claimed to be an “old soul”. She was obsessed with classic Hollywood and wanted to be like them when she got older. I never connected with her nor could I care what she was going on about. She was more excited about ice cream and donuts than the fact that she didn’t have her medication to take daily. None of these kids thought it would be a big deal – at all – to simply not catch their next flight and have a day in LA.
Also, instead of turning their cell phones off so they couldn’t be tracked via GPS – they threw them in a trashcan. Get out of here with that nonsense.
I think I know what the author was trying to accomplish but I can only guess. The storyline made zero sense to me. I could not continue listening to a story where the nine year old character was the main voice and the two siblings-yet-not-siblings denied feelings for each other (that relationship was never fully explained in the portion I read so I don’t know if it ever was…). This story felt like a complete waste of my time.