The story revolves around a young twenty-something named Jason Stevens whose really rich great-uncle has just died. Everyone gets their share of the inheritance except for Jason who has to go through a year of “tests” in order to get his inheritance. There are all these gifts that Jason has to discover in himself and he works on one a month. And in the end, I’m supposed to be a different person.
The writing is on the level of a third grader, yet it is supposed to be adult fiction. Each gift that Jason works on is miraculously mastered each month with very little information as to how he did it. At the end of the book he has gone from selfish brat to the most loving, caring, changed person on the planet. So dumb. So unbelievable.
I guess my life was changed at the end because I read one more book I hadn’t read before. That’s the best I can do Mr. Stovall. In case any of your friends tell you that you “have” to read this book, I’d think twice about that friend’s recommendations. This was definitely a snoozer. I can’t think of anything I liked about it so I’m giving it an F.