First Sentence: For the first time, Dad is letting me help pack the car, but only because it’s getting to be kind of an emergency.
I liked this book. Only thing is, I thought I was going to love this book, so the fact that I ended up only liking it was a little disappointing. Maybe my expectations were just too high. I really like how it starts with the unnamed narrator and his parents fleeing to his grandparent’s farm on New Year’s Eve 1999. There is a real sense of foreboding here which is only heightened in the next chapter when we realise the narrator is no longer nine years old, he is fifteen, has a criminal record, and is fleeing the urban desolation with his grandparents in a stolen camper van. This pattern continues throughout the book, with each chapter beginning further in the future in an unknown time and place. Each chapter could be read as a standalone short story, but placed together as they are here, it creates a (somewhat) cohesive and intriguing post-apocalyptic tale. I just felt that after a while, there was too little connecting each narrative strand, and I ended up uninterested in earlier characters/storylines as the newer ones took over. Overall though I found this to be very well written and thoroughly enjoyable. Just not unforgettable, which I concede, is expecting too much to begin with. Oh well.
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