If literary magic were a reality, this book would’ve played a nomination for what it’s worth, unless it carried the bad luck caused by the no-good-dirty-rotten-pig-stealing-great-great-grandfather. Those who know would know.
What sets it apart is that everyone, regardless of age or culture, will find something relatable and meaningful in it. One of the books I took a really short duration to finish for certain reasons:
1. My vacation lasted the next 3 days, and I had to finish it, or else my younger cousin would’ve traded his academic books if I wished to take this book with me back home.
2. Well, it’s simply irresistible once you’ve started.
A beautiful story that revolves around crime, punishment, and redemption, all woven together with the threads of humor, details, mystery, adventure, and friendship. What I really carried back home was the feeling of satisfaction of the lessons of courage and resilience I dug through the holes of the book and also, having completed it. You’ll feel everything from butterflies in the stomach to worms in the head, but, thankfully, you’ll not get the yellow-spotted lizards leaping out of the holes through the books because, let me guess, you definitely must’ve had onions in your last meal, or you would’ve already died before reading this. There’s nothing you can do once you’ve seen one. The best part is if any one of you plans a camping vacation on Camp Green Lake, you’ll know how to land an opportunity and exactly what to pack in your backpacks.
Jokes apart, it’s a very thrilling, tingling, and inspiring story that keeps you hooked till the grand exit. And you'll be surprised by the little details it drops and catches just where they were left. Wait, did I miss mentioning the page count of the book? Hmmm, alright, you would’ve dug 233 holes by now if you were digging a hole for each page.
At the end, I would like to have a special mention of the special person to whom I dedicate this book review, my little-godspeed-reader-suspense-breaker-cousin, who held back all the climax and suspense details to himself, so unlike him, for the sake of my joyful reading and occasionally joined in to know where I had reached. Also, who must’ve completed “Small Steps” from the same author by now.