Jeff Zentner, you have my heart. I’ve been reading a lot of contemporaries lately because, let’s be honest, I’m behind on my reading challenge (what else is new?) and I read through this genre a lot quicker than I do fantasy or sci-fi. So I picked this book up expecting maybe a cute romance or a nice, touching book on grief or healing (because Carver, the main character, loses his three best friends in a car accident that resulted from Carver sending his friend who was driving, Mars, a text), but I got something special here. So I really need to talk about this. Because I’m tired of the blurbs calling Zentner a John Green. Jeff Zentner is his own genius and while calling him a John Green might be seen as a compliment, it’s just not enough.
Rating: 5 Shells
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