I really wanted to enjoy this book, but I found it to drag on a lot, and wondering when it would end. Part of my problem with this book is that there are no chapters in this book, there is nothing breaking up the book into more manageable chunks. I understand that for some this may not be an issue, but as a busy college student trying to just read a chapter here and there as I have time, this layout made it so that every time I put down the book, I was putting it down in the middle of a sentence or an event.
The characters felt flat to me, there was so much space within this narrative to really dig into who these girls were, but in part, because it is totally from Trixie’s perspective, I felt like I knew very little about the girls beyond the details of their background. I wanted to feel compelled by these girls and their time on the run, but without much to go on as far as their personalities, there was nothing to be compelled by.
The story is an important one to tell, and very timely but for me, the organization of the book detracted from my enjoyment too much to ever be immersed in the story because I kept wondering when the chapter would finish only to realize at the end that there were no chapters, that there were no breaks, it was just a steady stream of information that began to feel repetitive by the end.