Of this book, my teenage self would primarily think, "Boys like Park don't exist."
This is the kind of story that feels more realistic as an internet romance in 20?? than a bus romance in 1986. I had an strange bus romance of sorts in 1992, so I know it can happen, but I'm pretty sure that guy mostly had one thing on his mind. Hint – It wasn't discussing the intricacies of Joy Division songs.
Me of today kind of just spent most of the book feeling like I was going to throw up in anticipation of what her step dad was going to do. Like reading a horror novel. It wasn't actually a romantic story to me. It made me sad and fearful. It also did a good job of stirring up all those adolescent feelings of wanting to be wanted and needed, but the romance was so fluffy that it didn't mesh well for me with the heavy dose of abusive family nightmare.
There's a lot going on in this story, and I'm just not sure what to make of it all.