Fifteen-year-old Londoner Phoebe is busy studying for important exams and volunteering when she finds herself developing a crush on a girl even though she thinks love is basically a disease.
Phoebe’s mum is off helping people again. She’s a doctor, and while she’s in Syria for six months, Phoebe is sent to live with her godmother, Kate. While volunteering at Kate’s thrift store, Phoebe works alongside a grumpy woman who hates her, a young man with Down syndrome who loves to bake, and Emma, who is “entirely effortless perfection.” Phoebe isn’t keen on making new friends since her BFF Polly only seems to care about her new boyfriend now, but Emma becomes her friend anyway. They spend time together with kittens and ice cream and find ways to make working at the shop more exciting. Eventually, Phoebe realizes her feelings for Emma are more than just friendship. Told through diary format, Phoebe’s voice is conversational and replete with hashtags and acronyms. The misanthropic teen can be hyperbolic and petulant, but she’s endearing for her sarcasm and wit. There’s not a central plot to the book; it’s a slice-of-life story, but descriptions of mundane days get tiresome. Many different topics, including family, friends, school, sexuality, grief, and faith, are explored, but while some are thoughtfully handled, others feel tacked on and lacking in substance. Primary characters are assumed white.
A sardonic voice drives an unfortunately tedious tale.
(Fiction. 14-18)