Book 11
After seeing his mom get taken by ICE, a tween boy sets out to find his aunt's house in NYC. The misadventures are continuos, exaggerated, and cringey, as if she's trying to fill a predetermined page count. I'm not a fan of how children's literature expliciltly declares the characters' thoughts and emotions, robbing the reader the opportunity of conjecture. ⭐⭐⭐