I enjoyed this coming of age story for the ‘Me too’ generation. Who can you trust, your friends, adults, your own memory? Do you know?
Neither can drive. David turns sixteen the following March, Sarah the following April. It is early July, neither one within sight of sixteen and the keys to a car. Eight weeks remain of the summer, a span that seems endless, but with the intuitive parts of themselves they also sense it is not a long time and will go very quickly. The intuitive parts of themselves are always highly aggravated when they are together. Intuition only tells them what they want, not how to achieve it and this is intolerable.