Review: Annie LeBlanc Is Not Dead Yet by Molly Morris

Annie LeBlanc Is Not Dead Yet by Molly Morris

Blurb from Goodreads:

Every ten years in the strange little town of Lennon, California, one person is chosen to return from the dead…

Wilson Moss entered the town’s top-secret contest in the hopes of resurrecting her ex-best friend Annie LeBlanc, but that doesn’t mean she thought she’d actually win. Now Annie’s back and Wil’s ecstatic—does it even really matter that Annie ghosted her a year before she died…?

But like any contest, there are rules, and the town’s resurrected dead can only return for thirty days. When Wil discovers a loophole that means Annie might be able to stay for good, she’s desperate to keep her alive. The potential key? Their third best friend, Ryan. Forget the fact that Ryan openly hates them both, or that she and Wilson have barely spoken since that awkward time they kissed. Wil can put it aside for one month; she just needs to stop thinking about it first.

Because Wil has one summer to permanently put an end to her loneliness—it’s that, or lose her only friends…again. But along the way, she might have to face some difficult truths about Annie’s past and their friendship that, so far, she’s left buried.

My Review:

This was one of the better YA books I've read in awhile. I really enjoyed it! I kind of got a sense of where it was going but it was still interesting in the way the story unfolded and when the past and present collided.  I liked all of the characters. The ending is also perfect; add this one to your TBR!!

Annie LeBlanc Is Not Dead Yet comes out next week on June 4, 2024, and you can purchase HERE!  

There are a few things nobody tells you about bringing your best friend back from the dead:

1.    The dead don't always arrive on time because, apparently, they need bathroom breaks or something on the way back from the afterlife.

2.    Not everybody is going to be happy you've chosen said person to come back. They're not like POWs, where their return is universally celebrated. It's more like the Rolling Stones going back on tour, or the arrival of another Twilight movie.

3.    The ceremony isn't necessarily cult-y or weird. There aren't any black robes or virgin sacrifices, which is probably a good thing. As the Resident Virgin Dork of Lennon, California, I would definitely be at the center of that pentagram. 

These are the things that are running through my head as I sweat my face off on the small stage rigged up at the head of the football field, the last remnants of an Atomic Fireball disintegrating in my mouth. Not the fact that my best friend, who I hadn't talked to for over a year before she died, is on her way back to the land of the living.