A review by chelseamartinez
We Love You, Charlie Freeman by Kaitlyn Greenidge

4.0

I checked this out from the school library based on a quick skim of a few reviews on here. One of them said that the title of this book didn't suit it at all. I totally agree, in a good way. It's odd to be old enough that people my age are old and successful enough to write about the era when I was a teenager in a way that really does feel like the past now and not nostalgia. But more importantly, there is a gothic creepiness to the book that doesn't splat over into horror; the rotten things that happen happen slowly and are never undone. The chapter that's an open letter from a very old white lady felt awkward beyond the intended awkwardness, but other than that I raced through it on 4 bus rides and felt like it handled issues of race and "how to grow up and decide which battles to fight" deftly.