I have been trying to read Eleanor and Park since 2013.
I am such a procrastinator, and there were so many great ways to put off reading it. But finding it in my favourite bookstore in January made me finally open it up- and boy am I glad I did.
There were tons of the expected sweet first love moments: the first time they touched. The first kiss. Their first fight. The struggle to get time alone. But it was, as the best books are, so much more.
It was Eleanor hiding from her stepdad. It was Park, trying to understand this confusing girl. It was Park's mother, wanting the best for her son even when it meant hurting him. His father, trying to understand a boy that was moving further and further away from him. Eleanor comforting her siblings in the middle of screams. Trying to survive two parents who failed to look out for her best interest too many times. Knowing her world will eventually fall apart, and fighting for what little joy she could have before that happens.
Was I in tears at the end? Of course. A little bit in love with several characters? Definitely. Hoping for more from this author? Most assuredly.
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