Damn Rebecca James. Just damn her. She introduced me to the Skinned Trilogy. We discussed the first book quite a bit. I told her that I liked the idea but that I pretty much hated the book until the last 50 pages. She nodded her head like she understood (but who knows whether she did or not…) Many months went by and I started doing catch up with series I had started. So I reserved the next book and I read it and I pretty much hated it until the last 50 pages. I told RJ. She nodded and acted like she understood. I reserved the next book, Wired, and over the weekend I mentioned it was on the library cart and said “but I assume you’ve already read it since you’ve read everything.” Her response, “No, I’ve only read the first one.”
What? I read this series because I thought SHE WAS READING IT and we could maybe ya know, discuss it and stuff? SHE ALWAYS READS THE FULL SERIES.
So I suffered through both of those books (except for the last 50 pages of each) only to find out… whatever.
I read Wired anyway and guess what – I liked it better than the first two books. I liked Lia Kahn much better all the way through this one. I also liked Judd better. And… I liked the ending. Too bad RJ hasn’t read them all.