Can you hate and
love a character all at the same time? That is what I felt for Whitley. Her poisons
are tequila and boys. She has almost no delusions about herself. She is a
self-proclaimed drunken hook up. She’s not one for relationships, friends or
otherwise. And that’s how she likes it.
Even if she
finds herself in predicaments like getting drunk…
And having a one
night stand…
with her future
stepbrother.
In her defense,
she didn’t even know his name at the time.
So, yeah. She’s a…
But she does
have SOME delusional thinking. She hates her entire high school because they
call her a drunken whore. And even though she doesn’t exactly have sex with
every boy at a party she can get her hands on, she comes pretty close to it. I
really can’t blame her classmates for thinking she is a certain way because she
perpetuates it with tequila bottle held high.
What I feel bad
about is the reason she is doing this in the first place.
Her dysfunctional
story slowly unfolds thru the book. She hates her mother and adores her father.
Maybe to the point of stubborn blindness on both parts. The reader starts out
wanting to bitch slap her and ends up wanting to adopt her instead. And Nathan,
her almost step-brother hook up, he is just an angel.
He hates the way
she acts but does not hate her. And he’s there for her. Every. Time.
It was a great
love story and the characters were flawed but fabulous.
Thumbs up!
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