Disclosure, I was gifted a copy of this book for an honest review.
I loved the idea that Angus Adams was a free range kid. I loved that he was encouraged to play in the park, or run errands to the local market, or bike around the streets of town as I did as a child. But for Angus playing in the street is lonelier than it was for me, his classmates are not free range. Rather they are over scheduled, even their free time is a scheduled block of a designated number of minutes on a Tuesday after school. Then life gets complicated because unscheduled, free range Angus doesn't have a perfect alibi when a stolen cell phone is found in his desk at school, and things escalate as his classmates and the staff at his school blame him for a rash of stolen electronics.
There are parts of this book I love, I love the soccer kicking girl with a less than perfect family, that she loves anyway. I love the funny guesses I have to make about what certain Australian terms mean, "eating a Dagwood dog at the Ekka?" (A fair, perhaps?) Or sitting on something I visualize as a bed or futon, until the main character pulls one over his head, so maybe it was a sweater or a blanket? I'd never heard of a tidy tray, although the context soon assured me it didn't hold cat litter.
I love that the minor choices a kid might make are explored here in ways that are realistic. Someone plans to do the right thing, except in the moment it is easier to be silent and go along. Later something goes dangerously wrong but a little bit of calm thought and refusal to be a victim goes a long way. I love this story for its humor, it's reality, and most of all for its characters.