Immediately preceding writing this review, I emailed the editor (because I'm a cool kid who can) and blamed her for my personal sob-fest on my commute home. Which isn't entirely her fault--she didn't write the book, after all--and I'm a natural waterworks anyway. 
 But I digress. 
 The Edwards family is visiting their summer home for the first time in five years. When you're seventeen years old, five years is a long time. (We don't talk about those years.) And in-between family bonding and trying to settle into a house Taylor remembers being much bigger, she bumps into her old friends who she kind of had a falling out with. The entire summer is bound to be awkward. 
 Oh, and her dad has cancer. Hence the trip. (One last summer together, etc.) 
 What can I say about this? You know the ending. But it's not about the ending. Taylor has a lot to figure out, within her family and her old friends. And she has a habit of running away (literally) when things get too hard. She has to learn to face her fears, if it's even possible. 
 Taylor is genuine. She's all of us, trying to grow up but clinging onto the past. It's hard to face the future, but we don't have a choice. And sometimes, it happens much sooner than we would have liked. But maybe, in the end, we're stronger because of it.