Burn Baby Burn
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Nora Lopez is seventeen during the infamous New York summer of 1977, when the city is besieged by arson, a massive blackout, and a serial killer named Son of Sam who shoots young women on the streets. Nora's family life isn't going so well either: her bullying brother, Hector, is growing more threatening by the day, her mother is helpless and falling behind on the rent, and her father calls only on holidays. All Nora wants is to turn eighteen and be on her own. And while there is a cute new guy who started working with her at the deli, is dating even worth the risk when the killer likes picking off couples who stay out too late? Award-winning author Meg Medina transports us to a time when New York seemed balanced on a knife-edge, with tempers and temperatures running high, to share the story of a young woman who discovers that the greatest dangers are often closer than we like to admit and the hardest to accept.
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This was good, and I'm always glad to read a book about fellow latinas, but I think I might have enjoyed it more if I read it during summer. Or listened to music. But yeah. It's nice.
This was one of those day-to-day books of someone's life.
It was nice book. I liked seeing Nora fears, first love, and seeing her handle her dysfunctional family. I loved Stiller, a feminist that lives in Nora's apartment. And I adored her friendship with Katheleen, her best friend. It was nice seeing them go through their own ups and downs.
Now the bad things the bad things:
Instalove
Pablo and Nora fell in love too quickly. Pablo asked her out on one date and then they were boyfriend and girlfriend.
Son of Sam
I wish this book featured more Son of Sam and how it affected the community and her dates.
Attitudes
I sometimes didnt like Nora attitude especially towards her counselor, and than this disturbing scene,
“Families are on their way up the hill to St. Andrew's, but all I want to do is throw rocks at them, spit on their heads. I can't bear the sight of all those pink-ribboned hats and white-patent-leather shoes, all those obedient little girls who believe. “Sheep,” I mutter, hating them all. I picture myself a burning bird swooping down to frighten them.”
What in the world? Geez, when did this become a horror book?
Stiller
“She bites straight into her scoop.”
Unnatural, Stiller is a robot.
