Life in this society isn't easy. Fear of disease is strong and it's the belief the everyone follows certain rules exactly, which include no touching. Mary doesn't feel that this rule, or any rule, is necessarily a good thing and sets out to try and change things. Mary is a risk taker and isn't too scared to take a stand and fight for what she believes in, even when it earns her time in the pit. She is constantly sneaking out and breaking rules--she's definitely rebellious, no matter what the cost.
Taylor--I have so many unanswered questions about him still. He wasn't as strong as I wanted him to be, although I don't know if I would be if I were in his situation. He was easily swayed and caved under pressure too many times. I was disappointed in a lot of his choices.
As with a lot of novels in this genre, it didn't end the way I expected (or wanted) it to, but it did take a lot of unexpected twists and turns that kept my attention.
Content: a few swear words; violence--killing, death, fighting, etc, but not extremely graphic; mild romance, but talk of polygamous-type relationships and some innuendo. I would consider it clean.
**I received a copy in exchange for an honest review**
Praise for The Only Boy
*“It’s not a dystopia that does a good job—it’s a great book that happens to be a dystopia.” Rachel Miller, Editor
*“This book is one of the best of its genre I have read, it kept me gripped to its satisfying end.” Janet Love, Amazon UK Reviewer
*“If you like a different take on the dystopian genre then I would highly recommend this unique and amazing book.” Tamara Bass, The Avid Book Collector
Excerpt: From Taylor’s Point of View
I place the biology textbook on a stainless-steel table, flip through the yellowing pages and stop on a cross-section of a woman. Her organs are carefully illustrated—heart, lungs, uterus. The next page is missing. Not ripped out. Cut, as if sliced with a surgeon’s scalpel.
The library at home has the complete book. I’ve seen the missing page—the anatomy of man. An extinct creature, as far as anyone knows.
A voice from behind says, “What are you reading?”
My shoulders tense when I turn to see Mary. None of the girls at home looked like her—dark eyes, perfectly straight nose and full, round lips. Her hair brushes my cheek as she leans over. She shouldn’t be so close. I ease the book shut and try to look calm.
“We studied biology last year,” she says. “Did your teacher go over it?”
In Section Seven, we self-studied, but she doesn’t need to know that. “No.” I carry the book to the shelf.
She follows. “You should read the part on genetics. It’s really interesting.”
I slip the book between a car manual and a medical dictionary. “I’ve read the whole thing.”
“But you said you hadn’t studied it yet.”
To avoid her gaze, I stare out the window at the abandoned skyscrapers and trash-covered barriers. “Don’t you have class or something?”
“We’re on lunch break.”
I growl. “Go eat.” My voice is too husky, too deep.
“I was tryin’ to be nice.” She turns to walk away.
I grab her wrist to stop her. Her skin is warm and smooth.
“What are you doing?” She wrenches her arm free. “You’re gonna end up in the pit.”
I step away, and she hurries toward the door, shoulders back and chin high. The loose-fitting hospital gown can’t hide the curve of her figure.
I want to touch her again.
Author Jordan Locke Jordan Locke lives in Connecticut with his wife, two lively daughters and a well-behaved whippet. A graphic designer by trade, his creativity spilled over into the literary world. After years of writing, reading and learning the craft, his fifth novel, The Only Boy, brought him offers of representation from two well-known agents. Now, after the dog is fed and the kids are in bed, you will find him tapping away at the keyboard.
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