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Twenty Boy Summer
by Sarah Ockler
First, let me thank the man whose name I no longer remember for speaking out about how this and Speak are softcore pornography. I hadn’t heard of this book before and without his completely idiotic statements, I may never have read this book. And that would’ve been too bad, because I loved it.
Anna has been best friends with Frankie and her brother, Matt, for her entire life. On her fifteenth birthday, however, things change. Matt kisses her and they agree to let him tell Frankie when their family goes on vacation in a month. But before he gets the chance, he dies. A year later, Anna goes on vacation with Frankie and her family. She’s still grief-stricken (they’re ALL still grief-stricken) but it’s somehow worse because Anna still hasn’t told anyone. She’s decided that the best way to care for her best friend is to keep this secret forever. Since Matt died, Frankie has become a little wild. She’s obsessed with how she looks and she’s lost her virginity. She sets a goal for her and Anna: meet a boy every day so they can each have a summer fling.
This book was so great. On one level, it’s a fun, fluffy summer read, one where you can almost hear your friends laughing and can feel the sun and smell the ocean and suntan lotion. And on the other? It’s one of the most realistic portrayals of grief I’ve ever read, when I would read a sentence and just suck in a breath because it’s SO TRUE and I didn’t know anyone else thought that way.
I loved reading about Anna and Frankie and their fierce, awesome friendship. This book is perfect as it is and doesn’t need a sequel, but I would really like to read about them in college on spring break. (I’m just saying.)
Anna has been best friends with Frankie and her brother, Matt, for her entire life. On her fifteenth birthday, however, things change. Matt kisses her and they agree to let him tell Frankie when their family goes on vacation in a month. But before he gets the chance, he dies. A year later, Anna goes on vacation with Frankie and her family. She’s still grief-stricken (they’re ALL still grief-stricken) but it’s somehow worse because Anna still hasn’t told anyone. She’s decided that the best way to care for her best friend is to keep this secret forever. Since Matt died, Frankie has become a little wild. She’s obsessed with how she looks and she’s lost her virginity. She sets a goal for her and Anna: meet a boy every day so they can each have a summer fling.
This book was so great. On one level, it’s a fun, fluffy summer read, one where you can almost hear your friends laughing and can feel the sun and smell the ocean and suntan lotion. And on the other? It’s one of the most realistic portrayals of grief I’ve ever read, when I would read a sentence and just suck in a breath because it’s SO TRUE and I didn’t know anyone else thought that way.
I loved reading about Anna and Frankie and their fierce, awesome friendship. This book is perfect as it is and doesn’t need a sequel, but I would really like to read about them in college on spring break. (I’m just saying.)