Rarely does a book make me cry.
I’ve personally never dealt with the loss of someone close to me. But I’ve had to watch my mother go through it 3 times in the past year. 2 grandparents and a best friend who she hadn’t spoken to in a few years because he was too unpredictable for her to feel comfortable having her child (me) around him.
The way the author intricately wove layers upon layers of grief into the main characters life in flashbacks was beautiful, and watching someone not know how to be the same person, or even want to without the person they lost, hit me really hard.
I loooove the way the lgbt representation is woven through this book. It is subtle but not ambiguous, and its not a major hinge of the story, yet the author doesn’t pretend its not important to the main character… its just so perfect.
I’d give the narrator 5 stars but its kinda robotic at times.