I gotta say, I don't entirely know why more people don't absolutely love this book. And I really don't understand the people who say it's boring. It's not--there's so much going on here, even besides the road trip. It's meditations on friendship and romance and being on one's own and figuring out what everything means, but without getting maudlin about it. On some level, Cameron knows what's really happening, even if he's not making sense of it just yet. How a book about a teenager dying of Mad Cow Disease can be so consistently funny is beyond me, but here I feel like Bray gives readers a far better sense of what she's capable of than in the whole Gemma Doyle trilogy. 
 A friend gave me a copy of this and said "this is a book that was written for you," or something close to that. And I think she's right--this is a book with a pretty specific audience. But that doesn't mean it's not a fantastic book.