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I finished this one tonight. That's how good it was. Here was a book that used the first person to its advantage. Besides the more immediate sense of 'intimacy', first person really works when an unreliable narrator is crucial to the story--and in this story, it is truly important. If you saw my earlier post, then you saw I was halfway and had some theories.
In this book the narrator is a fifteen year old boy and the story feels like it's being told by one, too. Micheal (yes that's how it is spelled) and his friends are from the 'wrong sides of the tracks' and that was a nice change from most of the YA I've read. I was completely caught up with Micheal until I pulled away and went 'wait a minute' and then I started going 'oh, honey, stop.'
The ending was total win. Now I kind of want to see where they end up in ten years.
I definitely plan to buy this book at a later date. Maybe even I'll get a hardcover edition.