While, overall this is a decent read, especially if you love stories filled angst and taboo relationships, a good portion of the book is told from first-person POV of children, and it just does not work.

The author chooses to have a 6 year old pronouncing “uterus” as “luterus,” but also describing in detail the way the “midwestern sky,” looks and the complex emotions it invokes, as if a 6 year old knows the sky above him is the “midwestern” one and has the vocabulary to describe his feelings in the way the author chooses to write them.

My eyes were frequently rolling with the painfully unrealistic, age inappropriate style of writing, but if you can get through that, it hits in all the angsty feelz just right, and the sentimentality is much easier to swallow when the characters are older.