Sixteen-year-old Moe’s Shoplifters Anonymous meetings are usually punctuated by the snores of an old man and the whining of the world’s unhappiest housewife. Until the day that Tabitha Foster and Elodie Shaw walk in. Tabitha has just about everything she wants:
money, friends, popularity, a hot boyfriend who worships her…and clearly a yen for stealing. So does Elodie, who, despite her goodie-two-shoes attitude pretty much has “klepto” written across her forehead in indelible marker. But both of them are nothing compared to Moe, a bad girl with an even worse reputation.
Tabitha, Elodie, and Moe: a beauty queen, a wallflower, and a burnout-a more unlikely trio high school has rarely seen. And yet, when Tabitha challenges them to a steal-off, so begins a strange alliance linked by the thrill of stealing and the reasons that spawn it. (from Goodreads)
Even though the book was originally published in 2013, I was offered an ARC for this through Edición Anticipada. I guess they made a Spanish edition trying to climb on the hype generated by the Netflix adpatation (was there any hype at all? I wasn’t even aware of the series until I got the notification for this book).
The main characters are introduced to seem pretty stereotypical, (a rich, popular girl, a “bad girl”, a wallflower), but any attempt in the writing (by giving their own point of view to each of them) to break those molds felt rather flat. Still, that narrative estructure made the story a bit more dynamic and the reading experience quite fluid.
All in all, it was ok. It isn’t presumptuous, but it isn’t overly inspired either. Quite forgettable but pleasant enough to read during a dull weekend.
Unlikely to me, I actually read this book in one sitting and went straight to Netflix, and binged the entire series also in one sitting (yes, it was a VERY dull Saturday). The story got a lot of updates in its adaptation. Even though the main “plotline” remained, it was this close to turn into a completely different story. There were some unfinished business left for a forseeable second season, unlike the book, that’s self-contained and auto-conclusive.