About the Book:
My boyfriend used to think
it was cute,
a girl named Mister.
Used to think I was cute.
Used to be my boyfriend
what feels like
a million years ago.
Then again, I used to be a good Christian girl,
the kind who would never, well...
Just goes to show
how little people know.
Even I was surprised by me.
Now, I close my eyes
hoping to see
exactly where I went wrong.
Mary Rudine, called Mister by almost everyone, has attended church and sung in the choir for as long as she can remember. But then she meets Trey. His long lashes and smooth words make her question what she knows is right, and one mistake leaves her hiding a growing secret.
Another Mary is preparing for her upcoming wedding and has done everything according to Jewish law. So when an angel appears one night and tells her that she—a virgin—will give birth, Mary can't help but feel confused, and soon finds herself struggling with the greatest blessing the world will ever know.
Feeling abandoned, Mister is drawn to Mary's story, and together both young women discover the depth of God's love and the mysteries of his divine plan.
My Review:
A story written entirely in verse. Many are not a fan and I being one. But, I want to review the story and what it contains and my feelings about the writing, itself. The writing is in typical Nikki Grimes fashion. She may hit some sore spots but she tends to get her point across really well.
Mister is actually a nickname based on the young lady's initials. She is referred to as this but I wasn't sure what it really had to do with the overall story. She is a 15 year old that got pregnant and is having to live with the decision she as made.
The author has taken the life of Mister and did a comparison read along or shadowing to show comparisons or contrasts between the two. Her experience in doing this is very good and she showed the stigma that comes from getting pregnant at a young age. A very good read!
**Disclosure** This book was sent to me free of charge for my honest review from the author. All opinions are my own.
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