This story is all about Tiger Lily and Peter Pan, and what they were to each other, before Wendy.
While I found the whole story interesting, it did take some time for it to finally sink its hooks into me, but by the time it did, I couldn’t put the book down. It built towards moments, points, and emotions so gradually, almost imperceptibly. At first, this worried me. I thought maybe the story didn’t have enough direction, but it turns out that I was wrong and just had to wait for it all to come together.
The concept seems like it might be light, fun, or carefree, but I found it to be so much heavier. It left me drowning in melancholy, but I like a story with some darkness and emotional depth.