I wish I could remember how I stumbled across this title. I'm glad I did.One of the things I love about YA fiction is that the books don't mess around. They go straight to the important things; how can someone possibly love me? who am I? how can I survive this trauma? They draw us in, wrap us up in the world of the protagonist, allow us to suffer the poignancy which is life, and then leave us facing the rest of life, usually feeling a bit bruised or tender.
Without being overly dramatic, this book draws us in to some very prickly questions, and the heartbreaking answers.
Recommended for young middle-schoolers.
