This is one of those books that I haven’t heard much about (well, relatively speaking), but everything I’ve heard has been along the lines of, “OMG CODE NAME VERITY OMG OMG.” I was, obviously, intrigued, and so I had it checked out of the library shortly after my library obtained a copy of it, but then it had to go back due to massive holds list and I forgot about it in favor of many other books. When I saw it somewhere on the internet again recently, though, I knew it was time to embrace the awesome.
So when I started reading the book and it was kind of boring and confusing, I was quite disappointed. The book starts with the sentence, “I AM A COWARD,” (yes, in all caps) and our narrator goes on to talk about how she got captured by the Nazis for looking the wrong way down the street in France (seeing as she’s British), and how she has exchanged some useful information for some clothing and this convenient supply of ink and paper on which she is to write down all the other useful information she can think of. Yay?
Then she gets distracted from writing about planes and airfields and writes instead about her BFF Maddie and how said BFF met her, Queenie, and how Maddie worked her way into flying planes and being a part of the war effort and really being kind of a badass pilot and friend. Oh, and also how Maddie did not survive dropping Queenie off in France and how Queenie feels incredibly guilty about this fact. And I was like, okay, this is pretty interesting, I like that this story is about ladies doing awesome things and feeling feelings that have naught to do with boys and so clearly that is why everyone loves this book.
But then the story started coming to a close right there in the middle of all those pages, and I was like, well, what’s going to happen next, then?
And SPOILERS SPOILERS SPOILERS ahead if you’re the type who wants to be surprised by a story, and I have to admit that I adored being surprised by this story.
What happens next is that Queenie’s story ends with her being dragged away from her paper and ink and Maddie’s story begins with the fact that she is totally not dead in France and continues to poke very interesting holes in Queenie’s story. It also starts basically right where Queenie’s does, so it becomes a sort of race against time — will Maddie rescue Queenie from the Germans in time or will she herself be captured or what the heck is going to happen why won’t these pages turn faster!
Ahem. And whatever you guess is going to happen to our two narrators, you are going to be wrong, because this book is tricksy and conniving and also just absolutely mean and left me unexpectedly crying into my limeade in the café area of Publix. You should probably read the last part of this book in the privacy of your own home, with some tissues available, is what I am saying.
In summation: omg, Code Name Verity. omg, omg.
Recommendation: For fans of badass ladies and those who are more prepared than I was for a good cry.