If I had to say there was a Jayme Lee Curtis book I didn’t like it would be this one. The only reason I don’t like this is this no cadence and no rhyming. It is just a story. Jayme Lee Curtis‘s other books I’ll have the cadence. They all rhyme and have a sing-song flow that makes them heartwarming. Because of that knowledge, this book feels like it was something rushed through to meet a deadline rather than something is lovingly crafted like all her other stories.