It seems this is going to be a trend for me with the sequels I am looking forward to. I love, love, LOVED the first book and finished it in no time. Scarlet, while a wonderful and fun new character, just seemed to plod along. Honestly, I could care less about her grandma, or the stiff, jolty relationship between Scarlet and Wolf. I wanted more parts about what Cinder was up to! But, like I said, this is the second book in a series, and the trend seems to be that my much anticipated sequels are slow, building, and plod along as stages are set, plots slowly congeal and thicken, and it's all about the buildup for the Third Book Throw-Down.