I don’t usually like to say too much about the content of the book but on this one I’m just going to put it right out there from the get go.
The main character in this book is a seventeen year old girl diagnosed with a terminal cancer and most of her acquaintances- they have cancer too.
So yes, this book does require a box of Kleenex but I spent at least as much time laughing as I did crying. Unfortunately the red, puffy eyes tend to stick with me longer than the silly grin.
Would I recommend it? There are times when the young adult audience it’s written for is more apparent then some of us cynical adults would like but I’d still pass it on.