Feeling Guilty
BOTH of my older girls have been enjoying Andrea Cheng’s Anna Wang novels, as have I; I reserve the right to read first what I want to read first, however, which means that for the last three months (I’m a terrible person!) they have been waiting on The Year of the Three Sisters because it’s been sitting in my bedroom, waiting for me to get to it. (To be fair, they do have plenty of reading material available–including other series they are also reading–but still.) The good news is that I finally did get to it! which means that after returning both copies (they’re due and not renewable on Wednesday), I can check them out again and send them directly down to the girlies’ bookcases.
The not-quite-as-good-news is that I didn’t love this one as much as I’ve loved the other books in the series; it seemed to cover a little bit too much ground too quickly. It was still enjoyable, you understand, but the resolution of several of the problems seemed abrupt. Three Sisters does best when covering the ups and downs of the exchange student experience, but I could have used more of that in addition to more about, say, Camille’s learning disability or Andee’s conflict with her mom. I’d certainly still read this one, mind you–it has charm. And I’m still excited about the upcoming book in the series, which appears to be a prequel to all of the others. I just wanted a bit more from this one.