A young woman’s mother has previously died. She struggles with grief throughout the book. Her mom died of brain cancer. Thank you to Netgalley and the publishers for sending me an Arc in exchange for an honest review. All thoughts/opinions are my own. I wince slightly as my eyes trace the familiar crease straight down the center of the card, landing finally on the red splotch in the upper right-hand corner, where I spilled fruit punch when I was six. I hate these moments the most. The moments when you think you are healed just enough, and then something as simple as a bingo card makes every fiber feel raw. I love the author’s writing. I have had better experiences with the author’s books last year. However, I find this one a bit underwhelming despite a good storyline and well developed characters.

First, I feel the interaction between the characters needs to be more and more personal rather than wishing a lot and not making it happen. Second, the bonding and the chemistry with her father, her friend and best friend, her love interest seem surface level even though I could feel that they are close. The ending seems a little rushed considering most parts seemed dragged in between. I shrug as nonchalantly as I can muster, watching him buy three cards off Principal Nelson, the whiskery middle school principal, and the only one trusted enough for the past ten years to hand out the bingo cards without need for suspicion. There was a whole series of town council meetings and six months of rigorous debate before he was approved for the position. Content Summary: This is an LGBTQ+ novel so two young women are attracted to each other. It talks about liking how her hand feels brushing up against her own and more but no real intimacy except for one kiss. They do go skinny dipping but that is before any feelings are declared. My biggest concern about the book would be the grief for sensitive readers. It is hopeful like I stated above, but there are quite a few instances of difficulty with the grief. There are two F words with some some other language and teens drink alcohol. The ‘Football Fan Fiesta’ basket, preferably,” he adds, giving me a big wink as Olivia’s mom, Donna Taylor, the head of the PTA and former prom queen (rumored to have literally bought the vote for both those elections) finally comes trotting onto the stage.It’s her eyes, though, that startle me the most. Long eyelashes giving way to a warm, almost liquid honey brown. Ten years ago they were hidden behind a pair of glasses bigger than the state of Texas. Now they’re on full display. Ok, I think I'm going through a fantasy phase or something. My recent contemporary reads have all been alright, not good not bad (Except for Save the Date- that one I couldn't finish) and this book is also another example of not good, not bad, but it was pretty good.

Emily perdió a su madre, desde entonces ella también dejó de vivir, la joven divertida y arriesgada desapareció para dejar a una persona aterrada, que siempre piensa de más las cosas.From the #1 New York Timesbestselling co-author of Five Feet Apartcomes a gripping new romance, perfect for fans of The Perks of Being a Wallflowerand Simon vs. the Homo Sapiens Agenda. Pero más allá de la historia de romance, es un libro sobre tomar riesgos, vivir la vida al máximo, salir de la jaula del miedo y descubrir quien realmente somos. Fue mi primera vez leyendo a la autora, en esta que a su vez es su primera novela en solitario, y debo decir que me gustó mucho la originalidad de la historia y lo auténtica que se sienten sus protagonistas. A couple more of those out of old Jim over there, and Donna’s gonna purse the lip filler right out of those babies,” my dad whispers to me, his dark brown eyes crinkling at the corners as he gives me one of his smirking grins. How about you play for me then★” he says as he shakes a bunch of red chips out of a white Styrofoam cup. I watch as they shower down in front of me, forming a small pile. “If that card happens to win, I keep the prize basket.”