Ten Tiny Breaths by K.A. Tucker
Atria Books, 2013
289 pages, 3 stars
ABOUT THE BOOK: Ten Tiny Breaths is a young adult novel about a girl who loses everything when a drunk driver hits her parents car killing them, her best friend, her boyfriend, and leaving her severely injured in body and mind. After the accident, Kacey becomes a new person who is basically a hard shell. But when she meets Trent, the mysterious and sexy neighbor, she’s forced to come out of that shell and deal with her past and who she wants to become.
Ten Tiny Breaths is suspenseful and sexy and sad all at once. The way Kacey deals with her past can be extremely frustrating, but I had to admire her strong character. She doesn’t take crap from anyone at the gym, at work, in her home life. The romance between her and Trent is sizzling, without ever venturing into the explicit zone.
My main issue with this book is that it was an interesting psychological study, but that’s just what it came off as: a study. Kacey is way too aware of herself and narrates her psychological issues like a third party. The most annoying thing about that is that it’s like Tucker thinks the reader isn’t smart enough to get what’s going on. I believe this is a young adult novel, so perhaps Tucker was trying to write for a younger audience, but even then young people know a lot more than they let on.
That being said, I really enjoyed this book and had a hard time putting it down. So, it’s well worth the read if you want something quick and engrossing!
FASHION FRIDAY: My dear little runaway, your jet black nails are dark and tortured just like you. Your sister is shocked you even painted them, but there is a new boy in the picture and you’re feeling “girly.”
That boy is the reason you do laundry, being so close to him in that small dark room with the machines buzzing gets your hormones buzzing. This shirt is how you feel after that steamy laundry room kiss. It takes all of your control not to jump him right there.
Pair your tank with these sparkly shorts, courtesy of your stripper neighbor. Your new job at her club has you wearing things you would have never thought you’d wear as you serve drinks to pervy men. Wear your Chucks to work and to the gym, if anyone gives you shit, this is the right footwear to fend them off.
The car charm hangs around your neck. It’s a tragedy you can never forget and never forgive. This cute little ice skating bird is you—a lone, brave soul. The ice princess, as some people call you. But some day you’ll have to forgive, you’ll have to let someone in, whether it’s Trent or your sister or your neighbor or all of them.