Reading Time: 5 minutes

Sadie by Courtney Summers

Genre: Young Adult, Mystery, Thriller

320 pages | Published September 4th, 2018

Rating: 4.5/5 stars

Goodreads // Buy this book: Hardback


Sadie hasn’t had an easy life. Growing up on her own, she’s been raising her sister Mattie in an isolated small town, trying her best to provide a normal life and keep their heads above water.

But when Mattie is found dead, Sadie’s entire world crumbles. After a somewhat botched police investigation, Sadie is determined to bring her sister’s killer to justice and hits the road following a few meagre clues to find him.

When West McCray—a radio personality working on a segment about small, forgotten towns in America—overhears Sadie’s story at a local gas station, he becomes obsessed with finding the missing girl. He starts his own podcast as he tracks Sadie’s journey, trying to figure out what happened, hoping to find her before it’s too late.


Trigger warnings: pedophilia, sexual abuse, violence, drug and alcohol abuse

In Sadie, we follow Sadie as she hits the road in search of her sister’s killer. However, most of the narrative follows West McCray as he investigates Sadie’s departure and tries to find her – alive, he hopes. He starts a podcast in which he interviews everyone that could have been in contact with her, from family members to complete strangers in distant towns.

Let me start off by saying I flew through this book. It must have taken me just about six hours or so to get through it, it’s very addicting. One of the things that makes this a compulsive and addicting read is the format. As I previously mentioned, parts of the book are told from Sadie’s perspective, but the others are a script of the different episodes in West’s podcast. Therefore, I think this book will work perfectly as an audiobook, considering the podcast element. I think it would also work really well as a movie (or even a mini-series) and I hope it is adapted some day. You can actually listen to the podcast for free by going on the publisher’s website – enjoy! 😉

There is stuttering rep in this book, which I have yet to come across in any novel so far. Props to the author for that! I’m sure a lot of readers out there will appreciate that.

Sadie is such a pure soul, but she’s been through so much, has suffered so much that she just shuts down everything around her and pretends that she doesn’t care, that she is dangerous. It’s heartbreaking. And there are constant depictions of poverty and degrading scenarios, such as drug addiction. This book is just filled with pain and suffering, my heart ached for these characters the whole time 💔

One of my favorite parts of this book was the eerie atmosphere. I was so creeped out by the stuff I was reading, and it gave me a feeling that made it seem like it was autumn already – it definitely helped that it was chilly and raining as I was reading Sadie, it complemented the book perfectly 👌🏼

My only issue with Sadie (and the reason I won’t give it 5 stars) is the ending. I do not enjoy open endings, especially abrupt ones, and I felt as though that’s what we get in Sadie. I would have liked to actually find out what happened and not be left to guess it… Still, it’s an amazing read that I enjoyed even more than I expected! 🙌🏼

Overall, SADIE is a gripping, heart-wrenching and pain-filled read that you won’t be able to put down. Finally a good YA mystery novel!

You can find an excerpt down below ⇣

4.5/5 stars


I hope you enjoyed reading my thoughts on Sadie and if you’d like, check out my other book reviews!







Welcome to Cold Creek, Colorado. Population: eight hundred.

Do a Google Image search and you’ll see its main street, the barely beating heart of that tiny world, and find every other building vacant or boarded up. Cold Creek’s luckiest—the gainfully employed—work at the local grocery store, the gas station and a few other staple businesses along the strip. The rest have to look a town or two over for opportunity for themselves and for their children; the closest schools are in Parkdale, forty minutes away. They take in students from three other towns.

Beyond its main street, Cold Creek arteries out into worn and chipped Monopoly houses that no longer have a place upon the board. From there lies a rural sort of wilderness. The highway out is interrupted by veins of dirt roads leading to nowhere as often as they lead to pockets of dilapidated houses or trailer parks in even worse shape. In the summertime, a food bus comes with free lunches for the kids until the school year resumes, guaranteeing at least two subsidized meals a day.

There’s a quiet to it that’s startling if you’ve lived your whole life in the city, like I have. Cold Creek is surrounded by a beautiful, uninterrupted expanse of land and sky that seem to go on forever. Its sunsets are spectacular; electric golds and oranges, pinks and purples, natural beauty unspoiled by the insult of skyscrapers. The sheer amount of space is humbling, almost divine. It’s hard to imagine feeling trapped here.

But most people here do.


You live in Cold Creek because you were born here and if you’re born here, you’re probably never getting out.


That’s not entirely true. There have been some success stories, college graduates who moved on and found well-paying jobs in distant cities, but they tend to be the exception and not the rule. Cold Creek is home to a quality of life we’re raised to aspire beyond, if we’re born privileged enough to have the choice.

Here, everyone’s working so hard to care for their families and keep their heads above water that, if they wasted time on the petty dramas, scandals and personal grudges that seem to define small towns in our nation’s imagination, they would not survive. That’s not to say there’s no drama, scandal, or grudge—just that those things are usually more than residents of Cold Creek can afford to care about.

Until it happened.

The husk of an abandoned, turn-of-the-century one-room schoolhouse sits three miles outside of town, taken by fire. The roof is caved in and what’s left of the walls are charred. It sits next to an apple orchard that’s slowly being reclaimed by the nature that surrounds it: young overgrowth, new trees, wildflowers.

There’s almost something romantic about it, something that feels like respite from the rest of the world. It’s the perfect place to be alone with your thoughts. At least it was, before.

May Beth Foster—who you’ll come to know as this series goes on—took me there herself. I asked to see it. She’s a plump, white, sixty-eight-year-old woman with salt-and-pepper hair. She has a grandmotherly way about her, right down to a voice that’s so invitingly familiar it warms you from the inside out. May Beth is manager of Sparkling River Estates trailer park, a lifelong resident of Cold Creek, and when she talks, people listen. More often than not, they accept whatever she says as the truth.


Just about . . . here.

This is where they found the body.


911 dispatch. What’s your emergency?

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