A while ago, I saw Jade Legacy author Fonda Lee post a poll on twitter with a bunch of page numbers, asking when readers hated her the most. Months later when I read the book, I understood. When I got to the poll's winner, I screamed. My husband came running to where I was flipping pages, shouting, "No no no no no no" at this monster of a book.
And then I kept reading.
This giant book was everything I could ask for in a conclusion to a series that's stuck with me through five moves. I will always link Jade City to reading on the 60 bus, to the lull of being part of a city. Jade Legacy hit at just the right time, after we'd left said city and dreamed of returning, knowing that the life that waits there isn't what we left, because everything changes, as the world of Janloon shows us.
Sappy feelings of belonging and home aside, I loved existing with these characters, and watching them grow. Watching them age--I can't think of another book where we see a cast age as much as they do in this book without skipping huge chunks of time. I haven't cried so hard over the end of a book in ages, and I desperately need someone else to finish the series so I'll finally have someone to grieve with.
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