It took long minutes (Okay, fine. Hours.) of clutching this book to my chest, trying to ease the ache before I could find any words to write this review. I’d like to say that made me feel better, but really it made me feel worse, like keeping the book close to my skin was keeping the story close to my heart, which only resulted in additional misery.
I couldn’t have imagined a funnier, more lovable MC than Ryan Dean West. I laughed out loud until I couldn’t breathe and had to set this book aside to collect myself on more than one occasion. Never have I ever wanted to spend just one day in a 14-year-old boy’s life so much as I wanted to live inside Winger’s world, despite knowing how disastrous that day could end up.
But at its heart, this is an atypical love story that will tackle you at the knees when you’re least expecting it. Afterward, you won’t get back up. You won’t go on with your day. You won’t function appropriately or say any of the right words to anyone, if you say anything at all, because it’s a crippling, lock-yourself-away-inside-your-own-mind-and-think-about-it-forever type of story.
It’s a scream-off-the-top-of-the-mountain-until-the-whole-world-knows-you’re-angry-and-hurt-and-heartbroken type of story.
It’s a give-your-dog-an-extra-treat, give-your-best-friend-an-extra-hug, and curb-your-wallowing-just-long-enough-to-tell-everyone-you-see-that-they-have-to-read-Winger type of story.
These 5 stars are a complete and total joke, because a story like this can’t be rated by stars. It gets rated in laughs, gasps, head shakes, and too many tears, and all of that is so much better than any 5 stars I could offer it.