Originally reviewed May 13, 2017
WTF Y’all. I did not expect allllllll those feels while reading this book. I thought it would be a light hearted fun little read but I felt Jordy. In the beginning I was reading with a cheesing grin. Giddy. I was giddy and wanted to O.D. on the writing style and personalities of Jordy and Owen.
I mean seriously…Seductively showing matchbox cars as a 2nd grader? 7 year old got game!
”I was going for the maximum drool factor.” *snort*
The friendship between Owen and Jordy was never really just a friendship. They had SO much love for each other even if they both hadn’t fully realized what it meant.
”He told me in a hundred ways without ever saying a word, It’s okay, Jordy. I get who you are, and I don’t have a problem with it. We’re still Sam and Frodo, Pin Man and Pencil Boy.”
The sadness I felt at the unrequited love Jordy held for Owen; his hero. The heartbreak and disgust for how students and families treated Jordy once they knew brought out my mama bear.
Then, you get some sweetness. Because when it all comes down to it, what truly matters isn’t what other people think or want you to do.
”No matter what you do with your life during the day, there’s always that moment when you have to wake up with yourself, with yourself and with the person that’s sleeping beside you. That’s the person that you make a home with, discuss life’s big decisions with, share your finances, eat, shop, maybe parent with. That’s the person you share your body with forever, kiss, touch, the one you sit on the couch with and watch movies, the one who gives you a hug when you’ve had a rough day. That’s the person you put up a Christmas tree with and arrive home with for the holidays, the person you watch grow old and who still loves you when you’re not as nice to look at, the one who holds your hand when you’re dying.”