Cold Hands, Warm Heart by Jill Wolfson (April 14th 2009—Henry Holt)
Grade: 2.5 stars out of 5
Summary: “Dani was born with her heart on the wrong side of her body. In her fifteen years of life, she’s had more doctor’s appointments, X-rays, and tests, and eaten more green hospital Jell-O than she cares to think about. Fourteen-year-old Amanda is a competitive gymnast, her body a small package of sleek muscles, in perfect health. The two girls don’t know each other, don’t go to the same school, don’t have any friends in common. But their lives are about to collide.”
Review: Cold Hands, Warm Heart was a tolerable read but straining itself from the “I am about to trash it” side. While the idea is innovative, it lacks the finer details.
There was so much going on. It had about 5 different points of views, 3 side stories, and a romance, a funeral, a revelation, and a whole bunch of other stuff thrown in. There was no definite cohesion and nothing but a thin thread connecting all the stories together. At points the author gets overly descriptive for some of the characters’ appearance but then becomes stark and face-the-fact. The ending was lackluster and the opening was bland.
But there are some strong points to this book. The emotional appeal can captivate many and the chameleon-like voices—switching from child like to the mature adult, was compelling to the keen eye.
Here’s a fun little quote that I thought I might share with you:
“Only he had eaten a peanut-butter cracker and a few crumbs were still in his mouth. He doesn’t know that you’re allergic to peanuts because you didn’t tell him. You thoughts it would make you seem kind of lame. So while you’re kissing, you go into allergic shock…you die from a kiss.”
Pray tell, is anyone else thinking what I am thinking? This is little quote reminds me of a young adult book…Can anyone guess which?
Overall: Not sure exactly what to say.
I am sorry but if I ever saw this in the store I would not give it a second glance.