If you haven’t read this, do so. I’m transfixed, for serious. This 14 year old girl is murdered, then watches her family and friends from heaven. But NOT in a gay way. In a really beautiful, funny way. It’s doing that good book thing to me, where it literally makes the rest of the world go away when I’m reading it, and I get all hair-chewy and can’t be phased by anything.
This is definitely the optimal type of literature for 7:30am gross train excursions. You know, the kind in which old ethnic minorities are burping in your hair, and someone is kind of touching your butt, but there’s really nothing you can do about it but chew your hair and read.