Swing by Kwame Alexander
— feeling booklikes 
Again the narrator is the author. If you read my review for Solo, you will know my feelings on this already. I have to say though, I felt like there was better separation and pauses in his narration, so it didn't meld together as much as the first book I listened to. So that was good, at least for me.
In this story we follow Noah, (Swing), around. We follow him all over the place too. Seriously, this story was everywhere and nowhere at once. Just when I would get pulled into whatever was happening around Noah, it would then flip to something else. I was mildly frustrated.
I really hoped for music in this one like Solo had. This story wasn't about a musician though so it would be weird to have a song in the middle of the story. Instead, the author added music at the end of the parts. It was a pleasant surprise and had me bouncing, chair-dancing along. It also fit with the story, but I won't tell you how.
I appreciated the part sparking on why #BlackLivesMatter
We need to understand what happens, and reading about it is a perfect to get through to someone like me. I hear you, and I stand with you.
I look forward to more from the author. I think I will steer away from audio though and go back to the printed word.
