If you've been kind-of-following my reading status on this one, you'll know it took me more than it should have to finish this almost-300 hundred pages book. Can I blame it on the reading slump I faced a few weeks ago? Probably, so that's what I'll do. 
 It took me ages to get to 30% of it and then I left it for a while. But once i grabbed it, literally two days ago, I devoured what was left. Anyhow, I now regret the fact that it took me so long to go through this lovely book. I am, remarkably, shook. 
 I gotta admit, it took me a while to get used to McLemore's style. I can't quite pin down what was about it, but I found it a bit slow at first. Anyhow, just by reading the dedication I knew this story was going to be magical 
 "To the boys who get called girls, 
 the girls who get called boys, 
 and those who live outside these words. 
 To those called names, 
 and those searching for names of their own. 
 To those who live on the edges, 
 and in the spaces in between. 
 I wish you every light in the sky." 
 I mean, come on. How beautiful is that!? I had to take a picture of it and send it to my reading pal bc man, I couldn't stop screaming. 
 But let's focus on the actual story. I guess what made me doubt a little bit at first was our main character, Miel. I mean, she is lovely. She is really great. But it took me a while to understand her. It was a bit nerve wrecking how she kept so many things to herself, how little did she speak. I kinda wanted to slap her. But she grows on you. I guess I was more interested on the boy's story, Samir. And at times the story focuses a bit more on Miel, which bored me a little. Only at the beginning, though. Once I found out more about Miel's background story, it got me going. 
 And now, our mean girls... The Bonner girls, las gringas bonitas, however you wanna call them. They just. Ugh. I know the author means for us to pity them. And I guess I kinda do in some way. But just. UGH. I did not like them. I can't really explain it, but they made me very anxious, never knowing what they were gonna do and always getting away with it. I just wanted to shake them into their senses, especially Ivy. That little bitch. 
 The one thing that got to me the most, the thing that makes this book stand out from other magical realism books, is the diversity. GENDER. SEXUALITY. RACE. CULTURES. SING ME THE FUCK UP. I learnt so much about this cultural practice from Afganistan and Pakistan, bacha posh. I found myself doing some research to find out more about it. The mexican addition was also amazing. It was so lovely to finally read a book with spanish words being used right! The dulce de leche has finally been aknowledged. Thanks God and all the Saints. Also, transgender characters. My. Fucking. Love Time. The subject was treated with such kindness and delicacy, but giving it the importance and heaviness it deserves. It blew my mind, for real. 
 The relationship between Miel and Sam was so pure, so warm, I couldn't stop smilig. Sam is my new cinnamon roll, I will now proceed to protect him from all the bad from this world. If you interfeer, I am afraid I will have to kill you. 
 "[...] They would both become what they could not yet imagine, and they would still be what they once were. The girl from the water tower, a rose growing from her wrist, and the boy on the wooden ladder, hanging the moon close enough for them to find" 
 All in all, a very kind and heartwarming story that deserves more aknowledgement than what it gets. Thank you, Anna-Marie McLemore, for this gift sent from heaven.