The target audience for this book is 8 to 12 years old. I’m a scant 50 years beyond this demographic. Nevertheless, I read it and was mildly satisfied. The scent of political correctness infuses the book – the “team” is a multicultural hash; we must work together and play nice to succeed; rich boy is a predictable, selfish lout; I only win when we all win; participation trophies all around; libraries are citadels of true learning and we must spend lavishly on them – so that the book is therefore siphoned of drama it might otherwise have had. Moral of the story: It's nice being nice to the nice. All of this might be comforting and believable to an eight-year-old, though it must border on absurdity for a self-aware twelve-year-old. The book probably won't significantly damage many children.