The samquel, as Janson and company so aptly called this in book club last Thursday, shares the story of Alex and his two sisters who are faced with the same problem of Miranda and her family in Life as We Knew It. The third person narrative is a bit less intriguing than the first person narrative of Miranda's, but Alex's faith and Catholic guilt make the story real. I appreciated how much the character of Bri focused on her faith and her trust in the saints to get her through the terrible time. Perhaps Pfeffer set up her faith so well so that in the end I could imagine her last moments as peaceful instead of paniced.
It did seem that the worst parts of the novel were kept from the reader, and from Alex (even though it wasn't told in first person). He never finds out if his parents are dead, or how his brother is. He also never gets through to Bri. I also find it strange that the boy who is his arch rival at school seems ready to pass the torch along to him so easily. Perhaps boys are truly that much different than girls, but I couldn't imagine this happening.
All in all, I'm as terrified about an astertroid hitting the moon as I am a nuclear attack, which I imagine is what the auther was going for.
It did seem that the worst parts of the novel were kept from the reader, and from Alex (even though it wasn't told in first person). He never finds out if his parents are dead, or how his brother is. He also never gets through to Bri. I also find it strange that the boy who is his arch rival at school seems ready to pass the torch along to him so easily. Perhaps boys are truly that much different than girls, but I couldn't imagine this happening.
All in all, I'm as terrified about an astertroid hitting the moon as I am a nuclear attack, which I imagine is what the auther was going for.
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