I have no idea how to review this book. None. This is one of the ones you're going to have to read yourself, dear reader. For me to try and explain the incredible joy and sadness that unfolds within these pages would demean them and take away from the amazing job the narrator does of doing that herself. 
 This book was lovely in all the right ways. I felt like I was a little girl again with my mother reading a fairy tale aloud to me while I worried and hoped and cried over every challenge our heroine went up against. September's journey and the characters she meets along the way is amazing. It combines all the right mixes of innocence, heartlessness, nostalgia and growing up. 
 (Relative) Favourite Quote: 
 September, really. Which do you think is more likely? That some brute bull left my mother with egg and went off to sell lonemozers, or that she mated with a Library and had many loved and loving children? I mean, let us be realistic!