Maybe it was me but… The Kneebone Boy was slow. I had to fight to keep reading it. At the point in the book where the storyteller (Lucia, is my guess, lol) tells us that we would be stupid to put the book down now… I had a hard time agreeing with her.
I didn’t hate the book, not by any means. I even liked the ending. It was just too slow for me and I never quite managed to get attached to any of the characters – except maybe Haddie and the Sultan.
TW, on the other hand, read it straight through and really liked it. Weird how that happens sometimes.