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A review by kamrynkoble
Ruthless by Sara Shepard
mysterious
tense
fast-paced
- Plot- or character-driven? Plot
- Strong character development? No
- Loveable characters? No
- Diverse cast of characters? No
- Flaws of characters a main focus? Yes
2.0
Oh. My. Word. Ezra is certifiably C.R.A.Z.Y. Like, I am astounded by the levels of crazy this man possesses. If you thought the TV show was bad?
Favorite quotes, all thanks to Klaudia:
Every guy in the hall stopped and stared at Klaudia’s jiggling double-Ds.
Klaudia, who was squeezed in the bitch seat, barked out a horsey, slutty laugh.
Excerpts of Ezra being crazy:
“Is that a first edition?” He sat back and pointed at a book on the bookshelf. The Sun Also Rises, it said in gold lettering on the spine.
“It looks really old.”
“Nah, my dad stole that from the Hollis library.” Aria rose, pulled the book out, and brought it to him. When he opened to the title page, a musty, old-book smell wafted out.
“It’s one of my favorites, though.” Ezra poked her knee.
“I thought my book was your favorite.” His tone was light and joking, but he looked serious. Was he really asking her to compare him to Hemingway? “Well, I mean, The Sun Also Rises was a literary masterpiece,” she blurted. “But yours was good, too. Really good.”
Ezra pulled his hands away from hers and balled them in his lap. “Maybe it’s not.”
-
“It’s my mom. She wasn’t supposed to be back for hours.” Aria jumped up from the bed and pressed her feet into her shoes. She handed Ezra his wingtips. “We have to get out of here.”
A corner of Ezra’s mouth drooped. “You don’t want to introduce me to her?” Downstairs, Ella’s heels clacked on the wood floor. Aria’s mind scattered in ten different directions.
“I . . . I haven’t had time to prep her.” She stared at Ezra’s blank expression. “You were my teacher last year. My mom went to a parent-teacher conference with you. Don’t you think that’s a little awkward?”
Ezra lifted a shoulder. “Not really.”
-
He also said to this seventeen-year-old girl who didn’t want to acknowledge him at all very public party with other teachers:
“Find me when you grow up and sort out all your baggage, Aria.”
Favorite quotes, all thanks to Klaudia:
Every guy in the hall stopped and stared at Klaudia’s jiggling double-Ds.
Klaudia, who was squeezed in the bitch seat, barked out a horsey, slutty laugh.
Excerpts of Ezra being crazy:
“Is that a first edition?” He sat back and pointed at a book on the bookshelf. The Sun Also Rises, it said in gold lettering on the spine.
“It looks really old.”
“Nah, my dad stole that from the Hollis library.” Aria rose, pulled the book out, and brought it to him. When he opened to the title page, a musty, old-book smell wafted out.
“It’s one of my favorites, though.” Ezra poked her knee.
“I thought my book was your favorite.” His tone was light and joking, but he looked serious. Was he really asking her to compare him to Hemingway? “Well, I mean, The Sun Also Rises was a literary masterpiece,” she blurted. “But yours was good, too. Really good.”
Ezra pulled his hands away from hers and balled them in his lap. “Maybe it’s not.”
-
“It’s my mom. She wasn’t supposed to be back for hours.” Aria jumped up from the bed and pressed her feet into her shoes. She handed Ezra his wingtips. “We have to get out of here.”
A corner of Ezra’s mouth drooped. “You don’t want to introduce me to her?” Downstairs, Ella’s heels clacked on the wood floor. Aria’s mind scattered in ten different directions.
“I . . . I haven’t had time to prep her.” She stared at Ezra’s blank expression. “You were my teacher last year. My mom went to a parent-teacher conference with you. Don’t you think that’s a little awkward?”
Ezra lifted a shoulder. “Not really.”
-
He also said to this seventeen-year-old girl who didn’t want to acknowledge him at all very public party with other teachers:
“Find me when you grow up and sort out all your baggage, Aria.”
Content Warnings
Graphic: Drug abuse and Suicide attempt
Moderate: Addiction, Forced institutionalization, and Murder
Minor: Pregnancy