Welcome to the cruel world of Trevor McNulty. No matter how hard he tries, this seventeen year-old just can’t get a break. Through no fault of his own, he finds himself living with his alcoholic uncle on the outskirts of Cleveland. His days are filled with garbage-picking and hanging out with his seventy year-old neighbor, who also happens to be his best friend. One early morning while scanning the streets in a posh suburb, he meets Bea, a rebellious rich girl with problems of her own. She’s smart, cute, and a glimmer of light in his dark world. But in the midst of their budding romance, Bea’s beautiful mother enters the picture with an agenda of her own. She sets off a chain of events so shocking and destructive, Trevor's crazy life soon becomes more than he can handle. While he is desperate to save his relationship with Bea, he learns that nothing in his world can be saved unless he first saves himself. Hope for Garbage is a story about resilience—about overcoming adversity under the most extraordinary circumstances—about never, ever, giving up hope. Because sooner or later, everybody gets a break.
This was a lackluster read for me. It wasn’t the worst book I have read this year, but it definitely was one of the worst.
When I said that it was lackluster, I mean that fully. Every aspect of this book was just dull. The writing was dull, the characters were dull, the plot was dull. I managed to get through it, but just barely.
The one thing I did enjoy about this story was the relationship between Trevor and his next door neighbor. This book was rife with situations and relationships that were unbelievable, dialoge that was often painful to read and a plot that plods on in far too many places but the relationship between the two characters almost made this book worth the read.
Trevor and Bea on the other hand just doesn’t make sense. They spend almost no time together and when they do there is no chemistry between them and this book is classified as a romance. Um, no. Just no.
I gave this book two stars.