My rating: 3 of 5 stars
Cameron is a 12 year old girl who lives in rural Montana. She is young and has her whole life ahead of hear being carefree and doing all kinds of mischief that young kids do. One day she and her best friend Irene are hanging out when Irene dares Cameron to kiss her. Soon after that, Cameron’s parents get in a car accident and both of them die leaving her feeling guilty for their deaths and attributing it to her kissing Irene and liking it. And from then on starts her journey of growing and finding and accepting herself.
I would have given this book 4 stars if it wasn’t for the ending which I personally did not find fitting to the rest of the novel. What I really liked about this book was the rawness of the emotions and pictures that Danforth was crafting. It made me feel sad and sorry for Cameron but also entertained and impressed by certain aspects of her personality. For me, this book had ups and downs. Very interesting bits where the story was flowing and others where the story was just filling up the gas tank to be able to run some more later (wow, what a metaphore!). I also felt like the beginning of the story and the end of the story were so far away from each other in terms of the story. I guess that means that there is a lot of character development and growth happening in this novel. Some people say it is too long, but I personally enjoyed this journey all the way until the ending messed it up for me. It’s unbelievable that this is a debut novel. I would definitely read emily m. danforth again. I enjoyed this book very much.
I would recommend this novel to anyone who reads LGBTQIA literature or YA literature.