Summer Confessions turned out to be a wickedly addictive adventure of two girls caught between a rock and a hard place when they learn just how difficult it is to keep a secret in a small, southern town with a pair of not-so-mentally-stable eyes obsessively glued to Macy.
❝I hear it’s contagious. You know, the gay? It rubs right off when someone touches the skin of an infected person.❞
When I was younger and terrified of scary movies, I would watch them through the cracks of my fingers. I had moments where I wished it was possible to do so while reading Summer Confessions. People are notorious for ignoring a problem until it becomes too big to tuck out of site, and it was difficult to watch Macy do that very thing in her love for Jeb’s sister, Rachel. It was difficult not to shout at my NOOK when I just knew she was being an idiot, not realizing how dangerous Jeb had become in his obsession with her. Macy could be an infuriating main character, but what really sold me was her close relationship with her grandfather. I have a similar one with mine and honestly wouldn’t know what I would do without him.
❝I don’t know if you realize this, but I’ve never-ever-loved another human being the way I loved you.❞
Summer Confessions was a weird mixture of adorable and suspense. Even though I found a lot of the plot predictable, I fell in love with the main characters and Ana (love me some badass best friend advice). Maybe this wasn’t the most surprising plot line and the writing wasn’t as beautiful or poetic in comparison to a lot of popular authors saturating the young adult market these days, but Summer Confessions was utterly riveting. I can see myself re-reading this over and over. I give Vroman props for stepping out of the heterosexual YA romance novel. She’s definitely earned a new fan in this curvy reader.
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